There’s nothing quite like strapping a jet-powered wing to your back and soaring over the majestic snow topped alps at 180mph. We at PC Pro do it every morning, in between our 12,000 push ups and warm-up half marathon. Or at least we would, if we didn’t eat quite so many pies and spend half our time lookng for minuscule David Bayon down the back of the settee.

However, there is hope for the jet-powered wing part of this dream thanks to Swiss daredevil Yves Rossy (no idea how you pronounce that), who intends on crossing from Calais to Dover on just such a device. No, rowdy English tourists for this chap, just the clear open skies, smell of jet fuel and the hope of not dying horribly when the wing bursts into flames and sends him plummeting into the icy depths of the English channel.

Rossy managed to complete a 36km test flight yesterday, which started when he jumped out of a plane at 2,300m, did his rocket man bit for a while, and then switched off the engines, deployed his parachutes and descended gracefully to the ground. This is exactly the sort of thing that makes me jump up and down like a giddy schoolboy who’s just flicked his first elastic band at a girl. Come on, I can’t be the only person who thinks parachuting into work every morning would be the coolest thing since Hollywood perfected the slow-motion explosion.

Fusionman, as he likes to be called, plans to to make the crossing on 24 September, assuming it isn’t lashing down with rain, or hail, or… erm, a strong breeze.

The attempt is going to be streamed live on the National Geographic Channel and I will be cheering this lunatic all the way. Or until it goes horribly wrong. Whichever comes first really.