It's a sensible question, and not just from kids: where do the cranes come fro
m?
They fly by night, erect themselves wherever work needs done (like superheroes, although fortunately I've never seen Superman 'erect' himself. Which is just as well, because there's no hiding anything in spandex).
But are they magical? Are they thrown into place by God? Popped out of Christmas crackers, or are they the playthings of invisible giants?
Now, at last, we have the exclusive answer: and it involves this, the Crane Daddy. The Ω crane.
He roves the land, in search of crane nesting grounds, spawning giant steel babies that enhance the skyline with a preview of what might happen when cranes attack.
The only mystery left to solve: the crane mother. Is she real? Photographic evidence, please.
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