High Anxiety

But on the subject of vertigo, I have to admit that I last felt pit-of-the stomach, height-induced fear and awfulness while sitting on the grass in Peckham Rye near the cafe. 

This was in early August, and we were sprawled out late one evening watching the pop-up cinema, which was showing Safety Last!   It's the one they always cite when discussing Harold Lloyd - the one with the clock and the high building.

I had been told that many of the stunts were done for real - but even if I had thought at the time that they were faked, I think it would still have left me wrung out.  Funny yes, but rather nerve jangling (can I say that?) also.