I'm not scared of no Ghosts...
There is not much that scares me.
I like spiders - great job fella's for stopping all the flies.
I like bees....Mmmm honey.
I am not the biggest fan of wasps simply because they have multiple stings and so have a 'we don't give a sh*t' attitude. But I am not scared of them and I understand that they are part of the ecosystem, so a necessary evil.
Other than that beasts, bugs, snakes, skinless cats, needles, etc I'm all fine with.
Velvet, to me, is like finger nails down a blackboard to others. I don't know why, it just is. I think it looks lovely, I just can't stand the feel of it, sadly having kids I have had to touch more of it than I would like - thanks to those friends who brought my kids velvetty clothes and toys over the years. Thank you very much. Still, I'm not scared of it.
I am not scared of blood or gore and can deal with sick etc without heaving.
But there is one thing that scares me, it's not heights exactly, I am not scared of being high up, I am scared of doing stupid things when high up.
Examples of stupid things are as follows:
The only one of these I would realistically consider doing, is to the parachute out of a plane, but only if the plane was crashing. Which in my view is quite possible.
My husband has repeatedly explained how those big heavy lumps of metal stay in the sky but mostly I have my fingers in my ears going lalalalalala thinking about the lovely fairies holding them up, because that makes way more sense. You may have guessed, I am not the biggest fan of flying.
I have family who live in Ireland, who we visit as often as possible. We could get there by driving, sea and more driving and we have done that once.
I have to drive as I get car sick. I also get sea sick so general feelings of sicky nausea don't make the journey much fun.
So we fly, I work on the principle that it is just a shorter period of discomfort than the other option. Flying doesn't make me feel sick I just don't like it and it does scare me a little bit. I mean, if that thing stops working we are all dead, with a long thoughtful drop whilst we contemplate the impact with the ground....shudders.
We used to fly regularly to Knock in the West of Ireland. To fly to Knock you get a propeller plane, which is smaller than a normal holiday plane.
Last time we came back from Knock we flew through storm Ewan, my family and I were sitting at the back of the plane. The plane felt like a giant had got hold of it and was giving it a good shake.
People were crying, especially after the aborted landing.
I only cried after we landed because I am brave like that (trying to be brave for my family - none of whom were fooled).
The time before that, when we came back, we had another aborted landing but this time with an actual tail hit (this is the video from YouTube). That was ridiculously scary, especially as the Captain didn't say a word to us throughout.
Now we don't fly to Knock, we catch a lovely big plane to Dublin, and drive to see the family. Much better.
I have come to the conclusion that I am fearless, and that the only things that scare me are the stupid things that people weren't actually designed for.
I am normal, why on earth would you jump out of a plane or sky dive? (weird adrenalin junkie people - this question is to you), I don't want to be a bird I am a person, I can walk to the top of a hill and get a lovely view thank you, I don't need to fly*.
So what scares you. I would love to hear.
*Unless it is in a really big super safe, held up by fairies aeroplane
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I like spiders - great job fella's for stopping all the flies.
I like bees....Mmmm honey.
I am not the biggest fan of wasps simply because they have multiple stings and so have a 'we don't give a sh*t' attitude. But I am not scared of them and I understand that they are part of the ecosystem, so a necessary evil.
Other than that beasts, bugs, snakes, skinless cats, needles, etc I'm all fine with.
Velvet, to me, is like finger nails down a blackboard to others. I don't know why, it just is. I think it looks lovely, I just can't stand the feel of it, sadly having kids I have had to touch more of it than I would like - thanks to those friends who brought my kids velvetty clothes and toys over the years. Thank you very much. Still, I'm not scared of it.
I am not scared of blood or gore and can deal with sick etc without heaving.
But there is one thing that scares me, it's not heights exactly, I am not scared of being high up, I am scared of doing stupid things when high up.
Examples of stupid things are as follows:
- Jumping out of a plane (with a parachute)
- Doing that scary walk from a high building that they do at the beginning of I'm a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here, that literally gives me sweaty palms.
- Bungee jumping
- Skydiving
- Abseiling - Although, I only attempted it once when I was 12, so I maybe better about it now (being realistic, this is really unlikely)
The only one of these I would realistically consider doing, is to the parachute out of a plane, but only if the plane was crashing. Which in my view is quite possible.
My husband has repeatedly explained how those big heavy lumps of metal stay in the sky but mostly I have my fingers in my ears going lalalalalala thinking about the lovely fairies holding them up, because that makes way more sense. You may have guessed, I am not the biggest fan of flying.
I have family who live in Ireland, who we visit as often as possible. We could get there by driving, sea and more driving and we have done that once.
I have to drive as I get car sick. I also get sea sick so general feelings of sicky nausea don't make the journey much fun.
So we fly, I work on the principle that it is just a shorter period of discomfort than the other option. Flying doesn't make me feel sick I just don't like it and it does scare me a little bit. I mean, if that thing stops working we are all dead, with a long thoughtful drop whilst we contemplate the impact with the ground....shudders.
We used to fly regularly to Knock in the West of Ireland. To fly to Knock you get a propeller plane, which is smaller than a normal holiday plane.
Last time we came back from Knock we flew through storm Ewan, my family and I were sitting at the back of the plane. The plane felt like a giant had got hold of it and was giving it a good shake.
People were crying, especially after the aborted landing.
I only cried after we landed because I am brave like that (trying to be brave for my family - none of whom were fooled).
The time before that, when we came back, we had another aborted landing but this time with an actual tail hit (this is the video from YouTube). That was ridiculously scary, especially as the Captain didn't say a word to us throughout.
Now we don't fly to Knock, we catch a lovely big plane to Dublin, and drive to see the family. Much better.
I have come to the conclusion that I am fearless, and that the only things that scare me are the stupid things that people weren't actually designed for.
I am normal, why on earth would you jump out of a plane or sky dive? (weird adrenalin junkie people - this question is to you), I don't want to be a bird I am a person, I can walk to the top of a hill and get a lovely view thank you, I don't need to fly*.
So what scares you. I would love to hear.
*Unless it is in a really big super safe, held up by fairies aeroplane
If you liked this please like and share - Thanks x
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