Good luck with that.
What do you think think this place is? A nest of simpering lefties offering to understand each other's 'feelings' rather than contemptuously stamping all over them sensing the gleeful opportunity of a spot of one-upmanship?
Well, you can have some empathy from me. I'm not frightened of flying, I just hate it. Not for the planey bit so much (I love the take-off), but for the queues and delays and discomfort and inconvenience. I am frightened of heights though. Even walking over a bridge on the Thames makes me queasy. So next week I'm off to indulge my hobby of climbing up and down mountains. Mental.





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