When the Chair of Target Ovarian Cancer messages you about skydiving, you don't say no even if you have an extreme fear of heights. To put it in context, I still remember crawling across Hammersmith bridge to get to the middle where you no longer see the drop between the walkway and road to the water below; intensely frustrating for those trying to get me to view the windsurf race beneath. Presented with the request to launch myself out of a plane thousands of feet up brought on similar involuntary shaking. Then the beautiful words of Robert Douglas-Fairhurst came into focus. "It was a day like any other until the trapdoor opened."

RD-F writes about the trapdoors in all our lives and how more often than not we get to step away just in time; averting disaster, swerving the accident, diffusing the situation with a joke. But sometimes we are unlucky enough to be on the trapdoor when the lever is pulled. Frozen in mid-air for a fraction of a second, we then plummet. That is how he felt when presented with a life-changing diagnosis.

I have had the good fortune in life to date to be blessed with good health and the freefall I will experience on 20th June will be over in seconds. Within minutes I should float to the ground, feet firmly back where they should be. As I jump, I will be thinking of all those people for whom the rush of sensation as they freefall in the doctor's surgery has no immediate apparent end. However, it is charities like Target Ovarian Cancer that work tirelessly to change that. Together, with your help, they are looking for a way to provide the soft landing.

Please give as generously as you can, to cushion all those who are falling.