
We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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I work in Canary Wharf, so as you can imagine, after 9/11 and the tube bombings, I pretty much say to myself, that 'If i'm meant to go, i'm meant to go'...So i'm walking alont the banks of the Thames, and when I look up, I can see the Canary Wharf Tower, and three or four other sky scrapers of the various banks (Citigroup, HSBC etc...). Now just a wee way away, you have London City Airport. My heart was litrally in my mouth as I saw this plane fly what looked like meters above Canary Wharf Tower, and looked to be heading right in to the HSBC tower. A few seconds went passed, and there was no sound, no crash, no dust, and no collasping buildings. Then i saw the plane emerge the otherside. "They" have recently re-opened the airspace above the tower, and the surrounding area to private planes.
Length?- about 235meters!
( , Mon 26 Feb 2007, 14:08, Reply)
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