Chap who used to live behind me years ago, his dad was an steeple jack, guy used to do some fucking crazzzzzy shit, climbing outside of a tower to repair a couple of knackered LED’s, get £50,000 for it…..loopy shit.
I do recall one time he got a job offer in Australia, had to climb a 200m tall mast to fit some sort of new lighting system, so planes/helicopters don’t crash in to it. He spent most of his life traveling around to world, he had 2 passports in one year as he’d filled the pages with stamps/visa’s (this was the 1980’s, when passport control still gave you an entry/exit stamp).
