Diagnosed with Metastatic Terminal Bowel Cancer on 9th June 2021, with multiple tumours on my liver and lungs, this account will track my journey to the end.
I wrote the following thread on Thursday last week but only sharing now. I’ve used Twitter like a diary of my betting journey the last few years. This is the final chapter of my story.
Four years.
We planted flowers around 'Our Family Tree' in our garden for Graeme. As Graeme neared end of life early May, Blossoms were in full bloom. By late May, when Graeme passed, the petals had fallen. Our blossom tree stands as a tribute to his time on earth and family love
Today may be an anniversary, but Graeme, you never leave our thoughts & are forever loved. For me, today is about remembering & re-telling happy family memories & celebrating the life of an exceptional man who I was privileged to call husband & dad to our 3 precious children.♡
As always, in keeping with his own birthday traditions, sparklers were lit and swirled, Happy Birthday sung and candles blew out, and steak pie devoured.
Always in our hearts, forever in our thoughts.
Three and half years since Graeme left this Earth. It feels like forever and also like only yesterday at the same time.
This month brought another significant milestone, Graeme's 4th heavenly birthday.
Happy Heavenly Birthday Graeme ♡
After school last week, we planted flowers around 'Our Family Tree' in our garden. As Graeme neared the end of life early May-22, Cherry Blossom trees were in full bloom.
Today may be an anniversary, but Graeme, you know you never leave our thoughts. For me, today is about remembering and re-telling happy family memories we shared and celebrating the life of an exceptional man who I was privileged to call husband and dad to our 3 precious children
3 years that have felt like an eternity.
I know how much Graeme enjoyed Twitter, especially the Racing community. What better way to celebrate Graeme's life than a reposting of something he wrote himself back in Jan-22. A re-telling of a Cheltenham betting tale with his Granda.
Wednesday 18th March, 1998. I'm 16 years old and in my 4th year at high school. My favourite bets at the time were Placepots at big meetings as with the large fields, it was not unusual for the dividend to pay 4 figures, so doing a perm for 10p or 20p, you still got a nice return
Karl ran his last mile faster than I could probably run my first! Fantastic achievement for a worthy cause in memory of our special person, Graeme. 👏🏻🤗
A dear friend and colleague of @theformanalyst is running the London Marathon and fundraising for Bowel Cancer UK in memory and celebration of Graeme's life. Check out their @JustGiving page, and please donate if you can. Thank you! #JustGiving https://t.co/HTPdWIxNZk