After stepping out of the cable car at the top of the Rock everyone (for some bizarre reason) needed to visit the loo; I’m not sure if it was the change in altitude or on account of them drinking too many cups of tea at breakfast but first stop, the loo it was. Although I didn’t need the loo I’m really glad the others did because otherwise I would have missed the chance of seeing a really cool sign outside the door; (I’ve never denied having a warped sense of humour).

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Somehow (though I’m not sure how) our appointment with the apes was further delayed when we all ended up on the upper terrace looking out at the summit and the beautiful views around the Rock. I think what happened was that one of us (who had no idea where they were going) led the way from the loo and the rest of us (like sheep) followed…..I’m not even sure if it wasn’t me 🙂 What was really nice was being able to catch a shot of Sheila and Joe as they looked over towards Spain; although it isn’t a country I’ve ever been to Sheila has fond memories of many a holiday there.

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Standing on the terrace Carol was in good spirits having mastered her fear of the cable car (and even having enjoyed the ride up); continuing taking advantage of her new found confidence she wasted no time getting to work with her camera and taking some great shots of the peak and surrounding areas. Throughout my memoir I’ve tried to use only photographs I’ve taken myself but perhaps (at the end) as an appendix I will include a page of the photos Carol took because they are very fabulous.

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Although Carol seemed to have got over her fear of heights I think Sheila and Joe were still struggling with a bit of vertigo. I noticed when I took a series of photos of the three of them that both Sheila and Joe seemed to be clinging on to Carol as though they were going to fall down the water catchment but it was lovely to see them both manage a smile as they clung on.

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It is quite weird sensation being so high up and leaning against a relatively flimsy railing; somehow Carol talked me into posing for a shot and I think the only reason I was smiling was because my heart was in my mouth forcing my face to stretch into a grin shape. Uncomfortable with that photo I took my customary selfie for my Twitter page with the area around Commonwealth Park in the background (although the background isn’t especially clear). I figured this new selfie would compliment the one of me at the top of the Med Steps and so I only had the North Front summit to climb and decided I’d have a go at that later in the week. Meanwhile I was late for an appointment with some very furry friends.

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