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In August 2018 my uncle was diagnosed with Oesophageal cancer. He had a tough fight with this, having chemotherapy. Unfortunately this did not work and the tumour took over. On the 8th February, one of the saddest days of my life, I lost my uncle Phil to this horrible disease. He was only 53 years old and had so much life to give. A true family man, with a huge heart. We had a lot of holidays and Christmas's spent together. I will cherish these memories forever. Enjoy life. You don't know what is around the corner. Also a big shout out to my great uncle Alan who passed away in August and my nan who is living with leukemia