On the one year anniversary of Daniel’s final F1 race, I am again thinking about how he finished his piece in the Players Tribune from when he first left Red Bull, describing how he’d want his Wikipedia bio written.
Still to this day miss seeing him in the paddock terribly.
“Horners pet” but he made him have a mental breakdown in Singapore.
Bro cried, couldn’t say goodbye properly to the sport he gave so much too, never had a proper farewell.
This was the last picture they took of him around 2am when he finally left.
The crowd for Lewis Capaldi is absolutely mental.
Takes some balls to get back and perform in front of that many people after what he’s been through.
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Pratik Joshi had been living in London for six years. A software professional, he’d long dreamed of building a life abroad for his wife and three young children, who stayed back in India.
After years of waiting for due clearances the dream was finally coming true. Just two days ago, his wife, Dr. Komi Vyas, a renowned doctor in Udaipur, resigned from her job. The bags were packed, goodbyes said, the future within reach.
This morning, the family of five, filled with hope and excitement, boarded Air India flight 171 to London. They clicked a selfie. Sent it to relatives. A one-way journey to a new life. But they never made it. The plane crashed. No one survived.
In a matter of moments, a lifetime of dreams turned to ash. A brutal reminder, life is terrifyingly fragile. Everything you build, everything you hope for, everything you love, it all hangs by a thread. So while you can, live, love, and don’t wait for happiness to start tomorrow.
13 hours until I go away for 5 days and I haven’t packed a single thing. Whoops.
Only thing I’ve managed to sort out is enough pet food for the sons looking after my dogs and cats.
The sons.. May the odds be ever in their favour 😂😂