A friend once asked me what it would take to get me to jump out of an airplane n I said only if Gerard Butler was waiting for me stark bollock naked n holding a whopping big box of Hotel Chocolat chocolates when I land , I doubt that's going to happen but anyway on Saturday 6th May 2023 I'm going to jump 10,994ft outside my comfort zone ( I'm actually jumping from 11,000ft but I can go about 6ft up a ladder before I start shaking like a dog shitting broken bottles so I'm ok with the last few ft ) 

On a more serious note I'm supporting North West Cancer Research because cancer kills n even where it doesn't it hurts , not just the patient but their families n friends too . I might not be able to perform miracles n prevent anyone ever getting cancer but I'd like to do my bit to help support the people who can make the treatments more effective n kinder on the sufferer. So please lovely people help support my self inflicted torture n sponsor me. I've filled in the forms n found a doctor to declare me sane n for the day of the jump I've got my list of questions ready for whoever I'm fastened to. 1) Did you pack your own parachute ?   2) Does anyone else double check you've packed your parachute properly n if so are you besties ? n finally probably the most important 3) if I vomit on the way down how do we dodge to avoid getting hit in the face with it ?

P.S if Gerard Butler or Angus ( big boss of Hotel Chocolat) is reading this please feel free to make my dreams come true 😁