It doesn't feel real writing this message. I'm not sure I can even find the right words.

On the 15th March 2024, my wonderful, smart, funny, loving, dad lost his short, but brave battle with cancer. I have always known how special my dad was and how lucky I was to have him as my dad, but these last few weeks have shown me and Clark, just how much he meant to everyone who knew him.

Macmillan were there for my dad and the family providing help and support almost as soon as he got his diagnosis and throughout his time in hospital. And I know that we are only one of hundreds, probably thousands of families being affected by cancer and needing this invaluable support. Those working for Macmillan are out there everyday helping families during their darkest hours and that is an incredibly hard job, and i'm so grateful for their help.

Anyone that knows me, knows that I'm not a runner. My body wasn't built for running, and I find it hard. Very hard. Physically and mentally. Running the Royal Parks half marathon is a huge challenge for me. But I'm doing this for dad, for Macmillan and for all those families that have been affected by cancer.

Every pound will make a huge difference to Macmillan and will help them to keep on providing vital support. Macmillan gives people with cancer everything they’ve got. If you’re diagnosed, your worries are Macmillan’s worries. Macmillan’s doing whatever it takes. But without your help, Macmillan can’t support everyone who needs them.

Thank you x