Not everyone knows this about me, but I am actually a macho superhero. I say this because 34 years ago I bungee-jumped (no, there is no further evidence whatsoever). From that day to this, I have understood what it is like to face death, as the sea rushed terrifyingly up towards me.

My relief when the fastening around my calves tightened and I felt the rope stretching and slowing me was ecstatic. Afterwards, the adrenalin rush lasted for hours.

The operator’s calculations were so precise that I went in the water up to my elbows, but my head didn’t touch, as I’d requested. I think this is the only time when I have so recklessly entrusted myself to others for such........

© The Sydney Morning Herald