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Dangerous Experiment.

John and Derrick had been experimenting for many years first with batteries then one day John’s father placed electricity in the shed. Both boys were given a strict warning that the electricity was not there for them to play with. Weeks went by many batteries were used and then taken to the salvage shop. The boys were not disheartened both tried out different things. The results of two or three experiments were sold to an electrical firm. The boys overjoyed at receiving so much money that they started on getting metal from one place to another without touching any of the metal objects.

Week after week went by and nothing happened, people got talking and before one knew what was happening people thought that the two boys were having some kind of sexual affair. This was of course utter nonsense both were level headed young geniuses.

Suddenly in the world around the village a radius of about two miles. Gravity did not exist anymore. People were afraid to go out of their houses everywhere one looked lorries cars bicycles even perambulators all about fifty feet in the air. From some of the prams the local fire brigades were called in to get the babies and the lorry drivers and others that were stuck in their cars down to the ground. Experts from all over the world came to see this strange state of affairs over this small lazy village with its no end of gossips. From London experts were sent to find out what this fuss was all about. Lorries came and parked outside of the area where so many things were hanging as if on invisible wires over the village. One of the experts turned off the Village supply of electricity. In fact the only electricity was that in John and Derricks houses and of course the large old shed in the garden.

 All of the expert’s instruments pointed to John and Derricks houses. Both were thoroughly checked, nothing was found. Helicopters flew low over the vehicles that were high up in the air. One helicopter came a little too close and got caught in whatever it was that was in the boy’s shed his helicopter was like one of those tops one sees at Christmas the body of the helicopter spun around and it propellers looked as if they were standing still. The pilot and crew opened the door and both parachuted to the ground. A young Indian boy from the city of Calcutta came to the village. It was his idea of stopping John and Derrick’s game by putting a bag of sugar lumps in the tank of the motor that drove the dynamo that produced their own electricity. The noise the falling metal objects made was way out of this world. Most of the vehicles had left their motors running just in case they dropped back to the ground no one wanted to take a chance. Both John and Derrick wandered around the village with knowing smirks on their faces. That will teach them to say that we are gay just because we pal up together. This will not be the last they promised themselves as soon as we get the dynamo going another picture with all of its mystery will hang over the heads of the villagers The Indian boy bishu was let into their secret. bishu told his father about this new anti gravity that the boys had successfully fabricated in their old garden shed. bishu’s Father an ex banker told one of his friends of this well kept secret. Now the world knows of the experiments first with strips of copper coiled metal and battery power to the biggest success of science after perhaps a hundred experiments perfecting antigravity pads. The new company is perfecting the crude original experiments and in another year carefully controlled anti-gravity pads will be sending finished metal constructions that will be built into huge space ships no rockets to lift such constructions like this into space which would consume vast quantities of fuel. John and Derrick with their new friend and associate bishu are running the new company that started in a back garden shed. How do I know all of this I live in the same village and heard at first hand the accusations that the two boys were gay, this was a load of rubbish your scribbling friend Bern?