On Sunday May 24th 2026 my dad died. Three Months previously he had been on holiday in Malta with my mum and had been running everyday. Two months previously he went to the doctors about a bad back. A month previously he had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. A week previously he had been admitted to hospital. A day previously I fed him plus helped to wash and dress him. He couldn't eat and struggled with swallowing. Together with his family we watched he grow weaker and weaker.

This is a cruel disease that acts quickly, the more money we can raise for research, the more we can understand and help other people and their families