She had decided to throw my younger brother out of a plane to raise money for the local charity she runs, and had decided I should go down with him. Scarborough Shopmobility is a registered charity that provides the hire of powered scooters and manual wheelchairs to people whose mobility is restricted by permanent or temporary disablement, age, accident or illness. My brother and I had both worked there during our summer holidays whilst we were home from uni, and she thought the publicity that would accompany our death-trap sponsorship event would be excellent. The headline would read something along the lines of "Mother throws children out of a plane for charity." Clearly, I was thrilled about this. So immediately I went about gathering sponsorship and harassing everyone I knew, with extreme bribery in some case, in order to raise enough money to make it worth while.
The choice of events were 10,000 feet tandem jump or 3,000 feet static line jump. I naturally chose the tandem jump, knowing full well that the only way to get me out of that plane would be if I was attached to someone else who had intentions of throwing themselves out of a plane. Doing it solo was just not feasible.
This was in my second year of uni, and I managed to raise a few hundred pound, whilst mentally preparing myself. Typically, a storyline in 'Hollyoaks' around that time was about how someone had a horrific, gory, unnatural death whilst doing a skydive, when someone cut her cord. I knew this was likely to haunt my dreams...
Sadly though, the airfiend that we had organised to complete the sponsored leap of death burnt down over the summer (!!!!). Personally, I saw this as fate, it just wasn't meant to be. Nevertheless I still had horrendous dreams featuring my plane-related death for several months.
This summer, I finished uni and began working full time at Scarborough Shopmobility, trying to save up money to go travelling later this year. And the dreaded skydive has reared is high-altitude head once again. It would appear that the airfield has in fact being re-opened, and is now in excellent working condition.... and of course me throwing myself from a plane there is now back on the cards.
So. The harrassment of everyone I have ever known is continuing. I have, in the last hour, spammed all 397 of my Facebook friends requesting generous sponsorship, created a webpage dedicated to it, and organised a sponsorship collection site to take care of the money. Now we wait. Whilst increasing mission GIVE ME YOUR MONEY.
I fear it won't be long before most of my Facebook contacts have deleted me and are slandering me throughout Scarborough for trying to drain them of every penny. I may even experience abuse, or restraining orders, but one must continue!
I have approximately 200 days to gain around £2000. Do-able? I think so! Oh and also, I have kind of roped my boyfriend into it as well, he is currently at work and does not know, so I think it will be a relatively lovely surprise for him tonight when he gets home.
So........... if you're feeling generous, and would like to donate to a worthy cause, please visit
http://www.scarboroughshopmobility.co.uk/
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