You Don't Want to Know: The grisly, jaw-dropping and most macabre moments from history, nature and beyond

by James Felton

Turns out back then you could book a trip up it for any old shit like this. ‘Can you book me in for a 9 a.m. jumping?’ ‘Sorry sir, all booked up. Can I tempt you with a 10 a.m. standing too close to the edge and feeling a bit woozy?’