The lovely photo I’m sharing with you today was taken way back in 1999 and features a sub-station pylon right behind our old house. With the bright red sunset as a backdrop, it looks quite ominous. I was fairly desensitised to it however because of it’s closeness and the fact that I’m more afraid of them in large, exposed areas. I guess my fear of heights and mild agoraphobia has something to do with that. I haven’t taken a recent photo – I’m not voluntarily going near one of those monsters!
I remember Sprogdaddy taking me for a drive once, late one evening. We were following an unfamiliar road out of town. The moon was full and lit up the sky with an eerie glow. There were lots of trees bordering the road and as we turned a sharp corner, a pylon suddenly came into view. I actually screamed and covered my face with my hands in a desperate attempt to block out the horrifying sight. The road ran parallel to a whole line of them and I didn’t open my eyes until we were a good mile away.
Living out in the sticks, you’d think I’d see more of them than in town. Oddly enough, you’d be wrong. I have to pass under two lines of them to get into town, but there are none nearby. Suits me just fine. Seems like National Grid has other ideas though as I’ve seen posters in nearby villages campaigning to stop new ones going up. I’d be campaigning too if my area was affected – regardless of my terror, they are an eyesore in our beautiful countryside.
Do you have any unusual fears? Perhaps you don’t like windmills, radio masts or water towers? Let me know by leaving a comment.