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James Ashby launches investigation after One Nation staffer pulls string on Pauline Hanson's back 45 seconds early.

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July 2026, at his apartment in Tacoma, Washington, Marine Corps veteran James Mitchell, 31, was having what seemed like a normal evening-until his service dog, Sergeant, detected something James couldn’t feel yet. James served two tours overseas and came home with severe PTSD. He’d been paired with Sergeant, a 4-year-old German Shepherd, eight months earlier. The dog had been trained to detect the physical signs of an oncoming episode before James consciously felt them. “I was sitting on the couch, felt completely fine,” James explained. “Then Sergeant stood up, walked directly in front of me, and put his paws on my chest. I was confused. Then it hit-my heart was racing, my hands were shaking. The episode was starting.” By recognizing the signs early, Sergeant gave James crucial seconds to use his coping techniques before the tull panic attack took hold. “Without Sergeant, I would’ve been on the floor for an hour,” James said, his voice breaking. “He stopped it before it started. He knows my body better than I do.” James’s therapist says Sergeant’s interventions have reduced James’s severe episodes by 80%. James has been able to return to work part-time and reconnect with his family. “Sergeant gave me my life back,” James whispered, pressing his forehead to the dog’s. “I don’t know where l’a be without him. Probably not here.” James now advocates for service dog funding for veterans. He says every veteran with PTSD deserves what Sergeant gave him: a reason to stay present, and a partner who never stops watching over them. Sometimes survival isn’t about demons-it’s about having someone who sees them coming and stands between you and the darkness.

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Several months ago I read an article entitled "Fart walks save lives" and ever since I've been a fan of a post-prandial stroll... It is so good for the digestion and general health; it gets the blood circulating, burns calories and let's you talk through the day with your other half....(farting is optional). So tonight, after a home-cooked meal, I persuaded james to come along the river for a 40 minute walk- and-talk. It was pitch black on the towpath and we saw only 3 other people, all wearing earpods . On the way back we heard, " help! Help!"... and at first thought it was one of the many rowing coaches you hear on The Thames - even after dark. But then I saw a bicycle on its side and shouted after the voice. 20 ft below us, in the water, was a bloke who had come off his bike and fallen headlong down the banking. He had flattened some of the bushes and trees but was still very difficult to see amongst the thick foliage. James scrambled down as far as safely possible to get a better look. The chap was still in his bike helmet, waist deep in the water and thick mud but unable to get any grip at all on the sheer brick wall. James got back up and found his very long bike lock which he then dangled down to try and pull him up - while I nervously said, " please don't get pulled in too.." (eventually James said, " yes I heard you the first 3 times..."). He was too far down to pull up but was pleading with us not to call 999..."it's just so embarrassing " he said.... He sounded like he was in his 50s, well-spoken and very fed up with himself! I stayed talking to him while James ran to get a longer rope and torch from home (but also gave me the nod to call 999). I was worried that our friend might let go or try to climb out and lose his grip if he knew the lifeguard was coming so I kept him talking and asked if there was anyone else I could ring for him. He rather ruefully said no. James appeared back sprinting with the rope. But seconds after speaking to 999, the Chiswick Lifeboat appeared heroically through the dark. They scooped our water-logged Bradley wiggins up and took him down to Kew and off to hospital to get checked over. We walked his bike back to our house and hope to reunite them soon. The moral to the story is that you should never flop on the sofa after dinner when you could walk round the block. Because that article was right - fart walks do save lives! Great job Chiswick Lifeboat

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