9 October 1996 - STUNTS
I fear my life as a stuntman is coming to an end. Last night I was arrested after one of my stunts went disastrously wrong.
I'd hired a hot air balloon, and was floating above the city when I began "stunting". I hung over the edge of the balloon and kicked my slippers off into a chimney. I thought it was pretty spectacular, but an old man who lived in the chimney wasn't impressed - the slippers landed in his dinner! He immediately called the police.