A dream about heading towards Everest for a winter ascent. It was a beautiful day and the mountain looked fantastic.
I was wearing a stout pair of shoes and my best anorak. I carried some Kendal Mint Cake and a Scottish flag for the summit.
Training had included walking up my driveway each day to see if the postman was on its way, so the attempt was not undertaken lightly.
After all, how hard could it be?
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In actually fact one of the Aspirant Guides in the Alps, dubbed 'Stickboy' had just returned from a successful summit bid.
He wasn't very well due to some or other stomach complaint and what have you.
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