My Story
This year will mark the 10th anniversary of my grandads passing, he was just 67 when he died from cancer. He wasn't like a grandad he was a second father to me. Always spoiling me and my brother every chance he got. His treatment was a distressing and upsetting time for everyone but he never once showed that to me, the memories I have of him I will cherish forever. This ones for you grandad! You know how much I hate getting muddy so I hope you have a good laugh at me up there!x