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| I'm scared of feral children. I haven't got my proper boots on. I haven't got my bouldering mat. My back's too long. My yellow streak is longer than my reach. There's broken glass everywhere and, as all primary school teachers know, broken glass is an instrument of satan; to touch it brings instant and fatal exsanguination. There's too much soot/dust/chalk/sweat/glass/blood/random body parts on the holds. I got mugged by a load of thirteen year old girls so I'm frightened of coming here on my own. It's too "urban". The graffiti intrudes upon my romantic sensibilities. I'm scared of Big Prawn. ... but the rarest of them all... I'm crap and my fingers are too weak! |  Who Wall. 6a. |
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I still remember my first visit with Si, not long after I had started bouldering. I had gracefully ascended said wall only to be mortified by the chossy top-out and bailing off down on to the pad for a brief surf! :D
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