Don't say that!
Malcolm admits to many neuroses. High on the list, up with the fear of the split infinitive, is acrophobia, the fear of heights.
Early on Tuesday, March 24th, Malcolm followed the lady-in-his-life up more than 460 steps of Brunelleschi's dome.
Under a magnificent blue sky, with the rarest classic puffy cloud to the West, from 90-odd metres up, Malcolm looked out over the red roofs of Florence.
Firmly gripping the metal railings with both hands, he recalled Assissi in '97, Eboli in '80 and Friuli in '76. He muttered, "Not a good moment for an earthquake."
He does not feel good this morning.
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