‘Twenty seconds to go, everybody!’ said the DJ.
I was outside Sheffield Town Hall. Sheffield is a big city with lots of people, and thousands were there to see the Christmas lights go on. My dad was with me, but he said he had to do something. That was fi fteen minutes ago.
‘Where are you, Dad?’ I thought. ‘You’re not going to see the lights go on!’
Then the DJ said, ‘OK, everybody! Ten, nine, eight, seven, six …’ We all said the numbers with him.
‘… five, four, three, two, one!’
The Christmas lights went on all over the buildings. They were beautiful. Everyone said, ‘Ah!’ or ‘Ooh!’ And we all looked up at them.
That’s when I saw Dad. He was on the side of the Town Hall. ‘He’s climbing up!’ I thought. ‘Oh no! Turn the lights off! Turn them off!’ I didn’t want people to see him.
But it was too late. ‘Wow!’ said the DJ. ‘Look, everybody! Someone’s climbing up the Town Hall!’
People said ‘Ah’ and ‘Ooh’ again, but this time they were afraid. Dad looked very small up there.
‘Is he going to fall?’ the woman next to me said. ‘I can’t look!’
I didn’t want to look. But I had to. Because that was my dad up there!
Dad went slowly up the building. He loves climbing and he knows what he’s doing. But the building was very tall and there were lots of people. He stopped to look at us. ‘Think about what you’re doing, Dad!’ I told him in my head. That’s what he always said to me when we went climbing. ‘Think about what you’re doing, Kieran!’
Dad started climbing again. After five minutes he got to the top.
‘How about that, everybody?’ the DJ said. ‘Make some noise for the climber!’
Everyone shouted and called out. But I didn’t. I saw two policemen – they were going into the Town Hall.
‘What are they going to do?’ I thought.
After five minutes, the policemen came out again – with Dad. They took him away, and he shouted over to me: ‘Go home, Kieran. Mum finishes work at nine o’clock.’
‘That’s his son!’ the woman next to me said. Then everyone looked at me. I wanted to die.