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The 1954 French saucer flap in the Press:

The article below was published in the daily newspaper Bresle et Vimeu Libre, of Gamaches, Somme, France, page 5, on October 17, 1954.

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SAINT-BLIMONT

THE SAUCER OF SAINT-BLIMONT

Saint-Blimont almost came to the forefront of world news.

Almost only...

Because, in the end, we had to face the facts that it was just a mistake.

One had mistaken a British Meteorological Service balloon down to the ground for a broken flying saucer.

Let us be quick to say that the good faith of the witnesses is not to be questioned, but with the noises so convincing that have been circulating for 15 days, the most serious minds are themselves predisposed to see what they would like to see.

But let's get to the point. Some farmers and workers in Saint-Blimont saw, last week, land in a field a strange device that emitted lights. They alerted Mr. Raymond Bouchet, the grater manager.

This one, arriving on the place, identified the machine which mentioned its origin, "Royal Meteorological Service of Great Britain". He had it carried in his office and was able to study it. It was a balloon 4 to 5 meters in diameters [sic], a parachute mounted on an aluminum tube frame, all holding a weather device.

The balloon had accidentally burst, the craft had descended and the sun shining on the aluminum tubes caused the flickers seen by the witnesses, making them think of the famous gleams of the flying saucers.

Mr. Bouchet hastened to send the parts of the device to the Headstone Drive meteorological office in Harrow.

Thus is reduced to its just proportion a story that could have, like so many others, garnished the chronicle opened specially in the big Press, under the title "Flying Saucers!"

[Note: the other part of the article was a silly parody typed in regional dialect; I ched it to clearer French]

Letter to my Cousin Hyppolyte

A month ago in Ochincourt, do you remember? I swear that I did not believe in these cursed saucers! They were indeed a flock of larks!

Like at the plant in Saint-Blimont, the other day, Bouchet strongly believed that it was a saucer, gosh! It was a kind of invention that the English send in the air to predict the weather.

Yes, but indeed that day in Saint-Blimont, a strange thing hapeppened to me, I need to tell it to you, I was coming back from Arrest and then I arrived at the top of a hill. That's when I saw in the sky, but high, high, a kind of cigare with a saucer below that came down at full speed. It was red, quane, blue and silver all arount it. And this contraption lands almost at my feet. What do I see? A little man, no taller than a small carrot. It comes to me and starts to talk a lot.

- Rabatchamouratcha, he says to e.

I did not understand more than you. And, you know, between us, I don't say I was frightened, but I wasn't proud. In the end I tell him casually:

I was quite afraid, a moment ago, when you landed...

Me too, Robert, he answered to me.

He climbed back in his saucer and then a vision it was so highthen nothing else anymore.

So, Hyppolyte, what do you think about these Maatians and their saucers? I, I don't know anymore...

Your Cousin for life:
Robert MONONQUE...

P.-S. - I don't care, if we are known!...

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