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Originally Posted by jambutty
What if you get cremated whilst you are still alive jaysay?
I’m not sure if my hate is fear of heights or fear of falling from them but it only comes into play when I can see the height. By that I mean I can go up a high rise building just as long as I do not see the outside and the drop down to the ground.
Strange really because my last job before joining the navy was with Uni-Relay as a TV aerial rigger and re-wiring the Accrington district to put Radio Luxembourg into thousands of homes. That meant not only climbing ladders with a TV aerial in one hand (not these tiny little ones but the large H and X aerials) or a coil of wire weighing some 50 lbs but also running along the roof tops of terraced houses running out the wire. In the navy climbing masts to get to the radar antenna to execute a repair was second nature even in rough weather. Doing the same on the 600 feet masts at HMS Inskip near Preston was a doddle – then. I’ve stood on the very edge of Table Mountain in Capetown and looked down and out and thought nothing of it.
But today if I walk out onto a first floor balcony I have to keep my eyes firmly on the inside to avoid feeling pretty horrible. Yet I can gaze out of an aeroplane window without a problem.
Yes! I know! I’m weird!
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At least it will be warm and not bloody freezing like being in the ground