Bring me my tunics of burning gold, bring me my arrows of desire. Bring me my spear, o clouds unfold, bring me my Chariots of Fire! I will not cease from mental fight. Nor shall my hose sleep in my hand. Till we have built Jerusalem in England's green and pleasant land.
Friday the 13th proves to be an interesting day for the pump crew on standby at Upham.
Part 1 - A shout to a person stuck in a lift has an unusual twist.