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Introduction I wrote this based on a joke Margaret Lee told me. It tells the sad story of that eternal triangle - a man, a woman, an aeroplane. Since then the aeroplane has become a metaphor for the impact of economic rationalism on the airline industry. If you, sort of, hold it up to the light at a certain angle when the wind is coming from the north-west and the cock has crowed three times. Eight Thousand Metres Up Eight thousand metres up, the plane is falling from the sky, Copyright; David Peetz
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