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Armed intruders in my house, specifically IRA members. I suppose in one sense that's not actually irrational, but given that the likelihood of it ever happening is precisely zilch, I reckon it counts. At one stage, we had to cut down a large tree which stood near the house, and I found it quite hard to sleep because it had been my escape route.
Other than that, crane flies, and getting certain things on or near my hands - chalk dust on blackboards, dried potter's clay, schoolroom floor-tiles. And going down steep stairs (not as daft as it sounds - it's exacerbated by the difference between my glasses-vision and non-glasses-vision can make it hard to judge differences when I look downwards and the feeling is very disconcerting - but I really don't like them anyway). |
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