Tricky Dicky
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The old Norfolk Bridge in Shoreham - as you walked across it on the side footpaths, you could see through some of the grates down to the water below. I blame that for my life-long fear of heights.
Also the woman in the library in Ghostbusters, when she changes into a skeleton or something, made me jump.
Beat me to it, couldn't go anywhere near a tall flower for years as a kid.
Also, in the mid 80's weren't there a couple of fictional documentaries on the outbreak of a Nuclear War on this country? They gave me a few nightmares at the time
Threads was the main nuclear war documentary I remember. Also, When The Wind Blows is worth a watch too.
The Child Catcher on Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.
That hooter still haunts me.
The old Norfolk Bridge in Shoreham - as you walked across it on the side footpaths, you could see through some of the grates down to the water below. I blame that for my life-long fear of heights.
The Equalizer had me often thinking there was a chap in a cap, his gnarled and nefarious face mostly concealed by the tip of the hat's shadow, either behind a pillar or column in any train station late at night or stood in the corner of a lift i mistakenly climb into and descend myself and him into a hell he chooses to create. I was identifying possible culprits, more than likely in relation to that show, in the mid-80s when one of these innocent-at-first-glance chaps decided to attempt to follow me home from the Pavillion to Lewis Road. I sprinted at full pelt from the bottom of Elm Grove, but wouldn't leave the house for a couple of days. I can still see that chap now, his nerdy spectacles and German army shirt, his invasive stare. And that Edward Woodward was nowhere to be bloody seen, hobbling down the road with justice bullets in his rifle. Fibber.