'My God! A flying cupnsaucer landed by that poor factory!'

For those who have not been paying proper attention, Rapaire's remark refers to gnu's link above.

Be comforted, Rapaire. I love the concept of a flying cupnsaucer, but what you see there is the heated public swimming pool of that lucky Nova Scotia town.

At the time the pool was built, a cup of tea was the only warm thing the inhabitants could envision.

The mystery of the gigantic teapot remains unsolved.