I'm raising money for the Grand Appeal, the Bristol's Children's Hospital Charity, by jumping out of a plane!

Children numbers at the hospital have increased from 20,000 to 40,000 in recent years and the hospital needs to add capacity. We've used the hospital many times ourselves: when Fred split his foot badly on a rusty rake and had to stay there for several days under general was just one of the many memorable occasions; Mimi's recent fracture yet another. And we’re the minor ones. It’s such a vital part of the Bristol community...

I'll be dropping through the clouds at 120mph from 10,000 feet and with 60 seconds in free fall. I’m genuinely not a fan of heights. I’m not the worst at them, but I do tend to overthink them and my natural mental tendency towards catastrophe often gets the better of me. The only thing remotely comparable to this that I've done was almost 20 years ago: a bungey jump from a 60m bridge. I’ve had one or two frights in my life, but I’ve never before or since experienced that same existential terror when I looked down at the ground down right after jumping. I'm hoping the terror might wear off this time before it’s all over! I’m wondering if it will be during or after the free fall (or not at all).

I’d really appreciate your sponsorship, however small, as would the Bristol kids.