I have never liked roller coasters, or other white-knuckle rides. It is beyond me why anyone could describe them as fun. Personally I would rather have a nice cup of tea.
But yet, here I am riding this rollercoaster against my wishes - I’m strapped into my seat, and I just have to go with it. Recent days have seen the roller-coaster climb gently up-hill, where, right at the top, you can relax for a while, enjoy the view and catch your breath, and just when you are getting settled in your seat, whoop - the downward slide starts, and you think “here we go again”. This time, I have checked the