A Slight Gap

In Britain's very hush-hush rocket research station in Buckinghamshire, scientists were hard at work. Surrounded by an elaborate system of guards and barbed wire, the station was supposedly spyproof. Last week a scientist glanced out of his window, saw two hounds tear a fox to pieces in one of the rocket pits. Then, to his amazement, two pink-coated members of the Bicester hunt raced across the enclosure to the yelping hounds. Fox, hounds, horses and riders had entered through a 100-yard gap in the barbed wire.

Plant authorities refused to hand over the fox's brush, buried it at the point of kill. The disgruntled hunters rode out--through the gap. "Spivs! Drones!" yelled the laborers good-naturedly.

To the local residents the infringement of security was a great joke; the county police were not even informed. Said an official of the Ministry of Supply: "Yes, we have got a little gap there--we can't get material to fill it." He added an afterthought: "Oh, but usually nobody goes in except by the gates when they have to pass the guards and show their permits."

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