08/09/2025
64.
Today should have been my Dad’s 64th birthday but now it’s the first one of many we’re marking without him here. Ouch. F**k you pneumonia and Kidney cancer. 💔
On Friday night we did what he would have loved most…pie and mash with a few drinks at his favourite pub. What I’d give to have him sitting there with us but I know he’s no longer suffering and instead raising a glass and smashing a pie and mash up there. You see, time might have taken him far too soon but it’ll never rob the love, the special bond or the memories. They are mine. He’s still everywhere and I’m learning that he luckily always will be.
So here’s to his 64th birthday. I miss him like mad and love him even more but I know he’s having the best day up there. Cheers Daddy and up the Chels 💙.
And because today is special, I want to give him the only present I still can which is raising awareness for the amazing hospital that gave us more time together and continues to help so many others. In 230 days (eeeek!) I’ll be running the London Marathon for .charity - I’ve donated what I’d usually spend on my Dad to my fundraising page (link in my bio) because I know that’s exactly how he’d want it spent (minus the Friday drinks and pie and mash 🤣).
If you want to celebrate him with me please raise a glass for him today and if you can throw a few pennies on my page for BARTs. I know he’d love that just as much as I do and I know he’d appreciate it too even more than I already do.
Love him forever. Always with me 🤍🪽
