Two years ago a large group of about 20 of us were set to run the Copenhagen Marathon in memory of James Page and in support of Royal Trinity Hospice. I think you can figure out why that may have been postponed... *cough* COVID. So now, two years later, another go is being had. 

James was my friend Phoebe's Dad, but was also a formative part of my teenage years. He taught me that large amounts of kindness and humour can coexist in people, he always made me feel welcome at the grown-ups table, and showed me that going to indie rock gigs past your 40s is still pretty cool.

If you want to see me destroy my legs in his honour, please give a donation x

Royal Trinity: "We believe that every moment matters, so we go above and beyond to help our patients and their families make the most of every moment they have left.Hospice care is as much about living as it is about dying. We want to give our patients the time and support they need to make informed decisions about how they die. We’ll continue to be there after death, for those close to them, providing specialist emotional and practical support, no matter their age. Last year we cared for 2,500 people at the hospice and out in the community."