As you know. I don't like flying. I don't enjoy heights. So. What do I do when I get the furthest away from home on my travels? Jump out of a plane. A perfectly good plane. At 12 frigging thousand feet. I was not forced. I may have been pushed. Free tea was involved - how could I refuse!? I will also never do this again. Once was too many for me. Also, I need something for mum to go crazy about! Enjoy :)