I abseiled down the Euromast on Saturday (see the ropes?), as part of the press trip I was on. I would like to say that this was a demonstration of how hard and adventurous I am, but in truth I started sobbing quietly shortly after I got past the windows, and felt nauseous for about two hours after I hit the ground. Abseiling and I: not friends. But at least now I am able to testify to that with authority, and I am totally OK with that.
