one day i may be too old to ride a bicycle
heights – not real ones like being up a mountain or on a cliff but being in a high building

Being alone.

that and cottage chesse

I’m with junkyard, heights and getting old(er).

The height thing is totally irrational, illogical, obviously comes from some previous life.

Fought it all my life done all sorts of things involving height, only time it really badly affected me was once when snowboarding, I was up this ridge and set off a mini avalanche under me, left me hanging on the side of the ridge, very scary, nearly panic froze, but managed to stay calm enough to extricate myself.

Being alone.

that and cottage chesse

Odd and even odder, what can be scary about Cottage Cheese?

Being alone isnt scary , Been on my own for 15 years . Now sharks … insomniac axe murderers with a cyclist issue… proper scary

Baked Beans

Seriously.

Irrational things, like dying.

As in Tye Dye’ing? I can see your point…

Moi..

Old age and being infirm.

Smoke (topical, I’ve just been cooking and left one of the skillet pans on the gas ring and it’s stinking the place out)

one day i may be too old to ride a bicycle

The alternative to ageing is death. At least getting old carries a 50/50 chance of still being able to cycle 😉

My dreams are scary at the moment, some border on nightmares. Don’t know why I’m having them.

Ton.

In his underpants. 😯

Wanting a wrestle. 😥

Eternity

Outliving my children, fish (icthyophobia) and rock/power ballads

not being well enough to ever ride my bike again, and the longer my condition continues, the more likely it is looking.

Swimming in deep water at night scares the hell out of me, also I guess leading on from that is things with big teeth biting me.

Slugs.

Looking down vertical surfaces from a height.

In that order.

slainte 😯 rob

ton

Right now the future scares me. Not enough money coming in – I’ve got savings but didn’t really want to touch them 🙁
That and seaweed 6″ below where I’m swimming (the rest of the time it’s fine!).

big spiders scare me silly…

Death. You don’t get to see what happensin the future.

I hope I’m so old I don’t care any more.

serious: My loved ones dying
trivial: A specific rooty drop in Burrington Combe

Dying. If i really really think about it, scares the beejezus out of me.

Serious – Getting weird older person pains I cant explain and worry about

Trivial – Watching anything furry eating anything insecty

Welll seeing as how i cannot ride a bike at 38 i am mostly worried a at the momentbout how long my hips will let me work for

Small boats

Wasps.

Woodlice, the sight of them makes me shudder much to wifes amusement

Can’t look over the edge of cliffs or high buildings but quite happy abseiling and climbing, god knows what the label for that one is.

The visa bill
Hairdressers (haven’t been for 23 years)
Coming back from the shops and finding a cropped lock where I left my bike
Non super-tacky front tyres and wet leaves
New Years Eve
The Dark
Running out of beer/chocolate
Chairlifts (not heights specifically just chairlifts, especially if I’m wearing flip-flops 😉 )
Being over-biked . . .
Being under-biked 😕
Running out of money
and, er, parcel stress

I think that’s it . . . for now . . . gets up from couch

Snakes
Spiders
Long term illness injury or disability
Not being able to ride my bike

one day becoming a parent.

I was going to say heights, but it’s more like a fear of dying really. The height doesnt bother me if I know I’m reasonably safe. Planes dont bother me, ladders are OK, but if I feel likely to slip or get one of my odd urges to jump it is swiftly followed by the mental imagery of the result and I flip out a bit. Trying to get over it, only came recently.