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The Andy Bush Column: Combatting My Fear of Flying  Andy Bush
The night before, I'll lie awake in bed wondering if my 'estate
is in order'. By this, of course, I mean mentally checking
whether all of my pornography is either hidden or destroyed so
as not to disappoint my grieving parents.  In a few days time I
have to fly to Ireland to do my radio show from Dublin. This on
the surface should be pure heaven — an adventure to the home of
Guinness, a stay in a nice hotel, a chance to explore one of the
most iconic cities in Europe. But there's a problem. And that
problem is my fear of flying. By that I don't just mean ‘not
keen’, I mean sweaty arsed, rosary bead thumbing terrified.  In
the 37 years I’ve inhabited this planet, my over-active
imagination has served me pretty well. It helps to come up with
ideas for stupid stuff to do on the radio and it greatly
increases my enjoyment of playing video games like FIFA 14
because when I’m at work in meeti