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Finally - the Iraq Solution! by John (possibly from Weymouth?)
The Coalition forces had finally discovered the stock of chemical weapons in Iraq. They were hidden in a deep hole just south of Basra and the leaders of the coalition forces had gathered together to decide how to destroy them.
Colonel Stankwater of the US Army came up with a brilliant idea.
"If we loaded them all onto a space shuttle we could send it up into Space where it would orbit safely forever more!"
Some of the others were a bit doubtful (remembering such things as meteors and space debris) but since they couldn't think of a better idea the plans were laid.
The space shuttle was prepared and the weapons loaded. They launched it.
All went well until, for some reason the shuttle turned right (or left - no-one was quite sure) and headed off for the sun. Well, obviously, the heat from the sun caused bits of the shuttle to ping off here and there leaving just the shell falling down, down through space, through the layers of atmosphere (sorry, don't know the technical words!) until it was heading straight for Dorset.
Quick as a flash, David James, well-known local Storyteller, hauled out a fisherman's net he happened to have about his person (long story...don't bother!) and caught the shuttle square on (or even silly mid off one could say!)
"Phew," breathed Weymouth with one gasp. But wait...
A hole appeared in the fisherman's net right over Littlemoor! (No, please DO NOT ask the whys and wherefores here - IT JUST DID OK?)
Result: Littlemoor is now a chemical wasteland teeming with chemically transformed horses, cats, dogs etc.
All together now: "Aaaaaaah!!"
(Update: It's not actually, a chemical wasteland I mean - it's a STORY!!!!)