My Story
Becky's Head Shave * Saturday 14 April 2018 * 11am * Wenhaston Village Hall, IP19 9EP * Refreshments available from the on-site café * Local hairdresser: Sian Kett 01502 478036 or 07933 384696 If you would like to come along and offer support that would be absolutely fantastic. Hope to see you there xxx Thank you for visiting my Fundraising Page. The money I raise will help fund life-saving research and to bring forward the day when all cancers are cured. Donating through this page is simple, fast and totally secure. Your details are safe with Cancer Research UK. 15 April 2018 marks the 15th anniversary of losing my beloved dad, Brian. He was a truly lovely man; husband to my mum, dad to me and my three sisters, and grandad to three grandaughters. He always seemed to me, when I was growing up, so tall, strong and healthy; he was content with his life, loved gardening; walks; and his hobbies collecting vintage bikes, bottles and coins. He enjoyed simple pleasures: a bar of fruit & nut broken into pieces; extra strong mints; a big mug of tea; a bit of peace & quiet reading his Sunday paper; or leaning on a spade having a yarn in the garden with whoever would stop by, putting the world to rights. But he wasn't keen on DIY, he was such a perfectionist that decorating a room would invariably take a month to complete, but it would last years - I must have the best painted under-stair cupboard in the village!! He wasn't a flash man but his pockets were endless if there was a real need. He was a good man to go to for advice, even if we didn't agree with him we knew in our hearts he was right. I think this is what I miss most; you never stop needing advice from your dad, even though I often hear his words in my head. When dad became ill, it was heartbreaking to see him go down so quickly and become so frail. He had always been such a hearty eater (I was so proud that my dad could eat three shredded wheat). We only had him for a few months after finally being diagnosed with stomach cancer, he was 64. After dad died I spent a lot of years being angry, I felt cheated losing my dad, angry that he had left us, angry that strangers survived when dad didn't. Nothing will make losing him any easier but help is still needed in beating cancer in all its guises. Braving the shave is my way of fighting for him. Love you dad, miss you always xxx
