Don't DO IT, British Balcony LOVER!!!

Jesus, I almost had an aneurysm today--TWICE!

My bizarre fascination with Sir Balconheimer continues...

At first, I thought the British Balcony Lover across the street from me, got a bit tipsy this morning and decided to end it all! When I saw the firetrucks below his balcony, I really did fear the WORST! See for yourself:



But then, thank God, I spied him outside--and off of the balcony! (near second aneurysm)--and I can't tell you the toe-tingling relief that washed over me...



I can't describe how strange it was to see the Aviary Churchill off of his balcony. My mind literally underwent a "phase shift." It was like seeing a deceased relative hovering over your bed.