Near where I live there is an arboretum with lots of sculptures dotted around. There is a whole section of wooden sound making sculptures – it’s really good fun. There are also these old metal tankers which have had all sorts of weird and wonderful things done to them. At one edge of the park, on the crest of a hill, 3 tankers have been stacked on top of each other and a spiral staircase runs up the inside. I’m generally not too bad with heights, but something about walking up the inside of these creaky, creepy constructions gives me the shivers.