I was just thinking about this. The last climb is ridiculous. Why he agreed to do it I'll never know.
When real men were made.My grandad was a steeplejack in the same era as Fred (they met a few times) and saw a couple of his mates die over the years. No helmet, just a flat cap and balls of steel. He was a brilliant climber and fit as a fiddle, though once had to be rescued by helicopter from a mill chimney top in the 60s.
for a blue peter badge.I was just thinking about this. The last climb is ridiculous. Why he agreed to do it I'll never know.
Just get someone to foot the ladder or put a bag of sand there, don't over stretch at the top and that'll take the shakiness away