My cold is working its way through my system and apart from having a head full of cotton wool and a hacking cough, things seem to be settling down a bit. Apart from my tum that is. For some unknown reason, cough sweets give me undue amounts of flatus and last night I was a one man wind ensemble. Don't ask me why this is the case but I must make sure I don't have any cough sweets before getting on the aircraft. Varying cabin pressure and a bowel full of farts isn't going to be a good combination for all concerned!
Here's a slightly different video for you. Parkour (or the French art of running away as it is jovially known) is a very skilled art and you really need to be very sure of yourself. One slip and... well... the effects could be deadly. Here's a human's eye view of parkour - it might make you feel a bit vertiginous - you have been warned!