February 9 Torpedo pulled from shipping lane

No one knows what caused Daniel Morgan to behave so erratically on that day or where he is now. What we do know for sure is that on Tuesday afternoon at 3.40 pm he began to unravel. At first verbally; hurling abuse at anyone unlucky enough to catch his eye this was quickly replaced by physical anguish. Windmilling arms and eyeballs so mobile it gave the impression his head was being shaken by a giant fist at a casino, hoping for 7's or 11's.

The people surrounding him in these now famous few minutes had changed too, some had left out of respect or fear possibly; to be replaced by a different collection, ones that watched this kind of show, I was one of these. In the reports that were written later we were deemed a lower class of person, the kind that watches daytime television. Objectivity always requires a definition and people like me don't do crosswords.

After a few minutes a balloon floated loose from a childs hand and entered the circle of no mans land that had built up around the now silent Daniel Morgan. I held my breath and watched him turn towards it putting out an arm to grab the string, and then holding on tight as his feet began to rise from the ground.

'Don't look down' someone shouted as Daniel began to drift on the warm air currents.