Oh yeah the other fear
I used to have an irrational fear of bradford.
After 3 years of uni and walking around stoned out of my wits past hookers and junkies in the lovely area I lived in started to give me panic attacks, to the point where I could not visit my mother unless she came and drove me to her house and I did not leave unless it was to go home.

I finally defeated it by walking alone through Manningham, where most of the Riots and Bloodshed happens, to meet my friend at the metal pub.

After that I could walk through any dodgy area in the country without much fear.

Authough I now live in a silly little town down south and I am getting worried about being to cocky.
(Finn_coyote, Wed 28 Jan 2004, 1:05, Reply)