I’ve never done a fundraising thing on my own. I’ve never done any kind of daring challenges, because I didn’t see the need to. But just this Sunday, I heard some very sad and shocking news that one of my cousin’s who lives in Kenya has been diagnosed with throat cancer. I just couldn’t not comprehend – how? Why?

When I think of my cousin, Chane, I think of the hard times he’s gone through, and joking and chuckling his way out of his sorrow. He put his own life on hold with being in a relationship by choosing to look after his invalid father. ‘Who would want to spend their life with me and my father?’ he would say. Spending most of what he was earning on rent and looking after his dad and I remember the few times when I tied a rakhree on him (a special brother / sister day, when the sister ties a piece of string around her brother’s wrist), he would always be so generous on Rakhree day giving me so much money. A brother with a huge, big, heart.

So I just couldn’t sit back and not do anything when I heard the news. By the end of the Sunday evening I had decided I was going to do SOMETHING. So, I brainstormed some ideas and with time being of the essence, the only feasible idea I came up with was skydiving. Never done it before - don't know how it will go - but I've got to do something!! Today I booked to skydive on the 29th of August and hopefully raise some money to pay towards his medication, which I understand is expensive in Kenya.

I would be very grateful if you could help me reach my target of £1000.