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Your Quirks and Why-Do-I-Do-Thats
Carl-E:
I understand the dark and heights thing, but really have never succumbed to them myself. I think the lack of fear ofthe dark comes from being near-blind s a child. I'd challenge myself to get around in the dark, in case I ever lost my sight. It became like a game, and I also realized that even in extreme dark there are still minor light sources that can provide guidance, even when the power goes out.
As for heights... I love 'em. I like being on roofs, ladders, towers, so long as it's safe. I won't let go and wave my hands around like an idiot, but I like the view and don't have trouble functioning. Again, I'm pretty sure it was from helping my dad fix my grampa's (relatively flat) roof. Right now, I'm the only person in our church who's been in the steeple to grease the bells, because the access ladder is on the outside of the roof. And after the last step you have to swing yourself into a little door.
80 feet up.
It's fun!
Barmymoo:
I'm always making myself go up to stupid heights, I've asked if I can climb around the top of the chapel organ some time because I'd love to see how it works, but that doesn't mean I'm not terrified every single second. I used to have to climb up and down a narrow vertical ladder that went from the catwalk where the lights were down to the scene dock in the theatre (at least thirty feet drop if the trapdoors were open) and it was horrific. For some reason the law faculty stairs are just a thousand times worse, it's horrible. Making me feel a bit ill just thinking about it actually.
pwhodges:
See this church?
See the golden ball on top above the tower?
That ball is a meeting room for having secret and secure meetings in!
When I was a child my mother and I climbed up and sat in that ball!
The best photo I can find showing the steps up, and a man standing in the opening is this:
Under the hill on which the church stands is a series of caves, which you can visit. They (and the ball) were the haunt of Sir Francis Dashwood's Hellfire Club.
Carl-E:
Oh, now I wanna go there...
pwhodges:
Visitors haven't been allowed up there for decades, now - Health and Safety, and all that. Another no-longer-allowed thing I did as a child is crawled in and stood up under the second largest bell in Britain (which is used to strike the hours, but also strikes 101 times at 9:05pm every evening during full term): Great Tom, in Wren's Tom Tower over the gate of Christ Church College, Oxford.
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