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On the odd occasion I go to a concert, I'm usually amongst the last going in, and coming out.
I went to see Floyd at the old Wembley stadium in 1988.
Coming out, the crowd funnels into the exits, the further on you go, the closer the crush of people. I had my arms down, and couldn't get them up again, I'm quite sure if I had died, i would have been carried forward by the crush of people. I'm not a small person, and was at the time a serving soldier, so quite fit. I'm not generally claustrophobic, but that experience terrified me. The thought that if you went down, you would be trampled to death was horrible. I don't think I've ever been so frightened, and felt so helpless in my life. What made it more dreadful was the replay in my head of the comments of a friend who was caught up in the Ibrox disaster in 1971, what he had described was happening to me.
Funny that, how something and nothing can still be crystal clear in your mind thirty odd years later.
1971 Ibrox disaster - Wikipedia
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It's A380's swiss cheese model again.
I think most of us will have been in cases where at least a couple of the holes have lined up.