Way back in 1996 I got into jumping in a big way, I had done my first jump in 89 and because of work commitments never really managed to progress that much.

Things changed however and because of the excellent adventurous training facilities in the military I was able to throw myself into jumping and progress quite well.

It was on September the 14th 2001 in the Adrenalin Oasis of Swakopmund in Namibia Africa, that I faced my fear of heights and decided to take the plunge and do a tandem skydive, and what an experience it was, so much so that like most of you reading this it changed my life forever.

Previously I had been an office girl who refused to go round the Green road roundabout in Headington Oxford as it was too scary, who would have thought 6 years down the line I would be racing through the Skies faster than a Ferrari at 275 mph and gaining a world record!

I first considered doing a parachute jump when my grandfather died. At his side at all times in his rocking chair was his WW2 emergency bail out chute, he told me many stories of his sorties for bomber command.

He and his closest friend George Schumacher had a deal where they swapped their parachutes working on the theory that life deals you your fate and that somehow by swapping their gear that this could somehow be disrupted.