Well actually it was somewhere near Scarborough, a seaside town. I do not remember exactly where. I was a teenager and we had gone as a family for a day out. We were on the top of a hight cliff overlooking the sea. There were no notices telling people not to go near the edge, and I had no idea what could happen. I had lagged behind my family a bit, and I walked to the edge of the cliff to peer over to the sea below. Oh my. I almost fell off the cliff. I ran back onto the grass so quickly feeling so shaken. I can remember the feeling of vertigo to this day. My parents never knew it had happened.
eek! That is scary! I’m glad you didnt fall over it!
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I used to take dangerous chances on cliff edges, they always fascinated me. These days I am more careful of course, and I live in a county with no cliffs. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete. x
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Glad you’re still with us Pete x
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