Climbed what felt like thousands, but was probably a couple of hundred, steps to the top of a church tower...

A small tight spiral staircase is never a good place for a girl with chronic claustrophobia, but I did it. Met a lovely antipodean lady at the top who was terrified of heights (yet had parachuted twice - but assured me that was totally different from being up a tower!) so we shared our fears, congratulated each other on our respective achievements and were both deliriously happy to reach the bottom again...!

Fun times x