The first experience I had with hospice care was when my aunt Annette was in the last stage of her life after having had cancer. Annette was the first person I came out as gay to, she was also the first family member I told about my interest in drag and showed pictures of makeup I did in my bedroom (it was terrible but she encouraged me). 

When she passed I used some of the money left for me to buy my first set of wigs, clothes and tacky jewellery. It was because of her open mind and kind heart that I felt like I had the go ahead to start on the path that led me to who I am today. I'm jumping in her memory to honour the last 6 years of joy she gave to me and how high I can fly thanks to her. Pardon the pun.

It costs the hospice £10 million each year to provide free, high quality specialist end of life care to people with life limiting illnesses. They rely on wonderful supporters like you to help us to generate these funds through participating in and supporting events like our Drag Dive. Thank you.