Me and Mrs Num Num always enjoyed top roping Britain's great classics with the Num Num children many years ago. We could spend nearly a whole day in the summer happily falling off The Right Unconquerable with hoots of laughter and a picnic lunch. Nowadays folk get all sniffy about this for some reason and Num Num is wondering if the traditional art of top roping is giving way gradually to the attitudes of serious folk who are obsessed with sending onsight and being outraged by one of Num Num's plops at the foot of the crag. What do UCK folks think?
> (In reply to birdie num num)
> I honk top roping, with chipping is also dying out. Nothing better than eating chips, on a top rope. Dip your hand in the greasy newspaper, eat a chip, then grab that crucial hold...
It's just not the same since they stopped frying in animal fat - as in 'I can't do it because that hold is absolutely dripping...'