Enemy spies sent to live among us
Dear Sir, — Concerned as she is (as we all are) with issues of national security, my client has reacted with some alarm to the rather gnomic utterance published in last week’s correspondence (Chronicle letters, 28th February).
“I predict the daffodils are going to be cracking” has, my furry employer suggests, all the hallmarks of one of those enigmatic phrases used by Soviet era sleeper agents in the 1950s and 60s.
These enemy spies were, you might remember, sent to live among us, undetected, until they judged the time right to send (a coded) message home. Often they used the medium of the printed word; newspapers of record such as your esteemed selves.
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