Spaceman
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10 September 1998 - SPACEMAN
We had a major disaster last night when our space station sprung a leak. Luckily for us the space station is a shed at the bottom of my garden, and not a real space station in space.
I was able to fix the leak by propping an aluminium ladder against the shed, ascending its rungs, and nailing a loose section of roofing felt back into place, using a hammer and two nails. It was essential that I fix the leak immediately: we have a team of Russian scientists docking with us tomorrow.
11 September 1998 - SPACEMAN
There was a near-disaster aboard our space station last night when a vessel piloted by a team of Russian scientists collided with the station.
Luckily, they were driving the moped at fairly low-speed, and bounced off the side. I dread to think what would have happened if the moped was a Russian spacecraft, and the space station was a real space station in space, and not a shed at the bottom of my garden. Rest assured we all needed a few shots of space vodka to steady our nerves.
12 September 1998 - SPACEMAN
There was a fire aboard the space station last night, and I'm quite prepared to admit it was my fault. Kids: don't try to hammer a screwdriver through a tin of lighter fluid when you're standing next to an electric fire.
I'm all alone aboard my space station now, as my colleagues left in a huff, accusing me of being irresponsible. It's lucky the space station is really just a shed at the bottom of my garden, or they'd have had to wait for a shuttle to pick them up.
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