I love a bit of adventure. Granted I don’t act on it so much these days. A few years ago I was happy to go gliding through the air on a wire, climb mountains, camp out under the stars. These days I prefer a few more home comforts and with having children I seem to have a few more fears as an adult than I did as a child!! It’s amazing how age can add fear to things.
These days I prefer to leave the adventuring to Bear Grylls, and watch it on television and feel glad that its not me.
That said, I also like to think that if there were a need for survival I would manage it!! I was a Guide for many years and can build a fire, make a den, cook outside, I would know to find water first and hopefully be able to sterilise it. Steve and I have discussed our zombie survival plans. Mine is to get to a packed up car and drive north to the lake district and find a little island to inhabit as I don’t think zombies can swim.
On a more realistic level, I guess I’m on a pretty big adventure right now! The adventure called life…