"My stepfather Jim had been dead for around six months now and the harness I had watched him fall in was still sat in a bag in the garage along with a set of homemade hexs and a few wires and slings. The idea was to get rid of it once the inquest was over and done with, but the climbing bug that Jim had passed onto me hadn't been cured by his accident."
writes timmy a at :
http://www.ukclimbing.com/articles/page.php?id=618 
