Mike Packwood

That’s my mum and dad in the picture, enjoying a Sunday dinner earlier this year. I say enjoying, but she wasn’t really. She had no appetite and didn’t drink that glass of wine because it tasted horrible. At that time she was nearing the end of a three year battle with cancer, which ended in September when she passed away at a Hospice near Hereford. She contracted breast cancer – which also killed her daughter Heather 20 years ago – in 2016. She had a double mastectomy and goodness knows how much chemotherapy and for a couple of years there was a little bit of light at the end of the tunnel. The light went out in January of this year when the cancer came back in her liver. We were out for a family meal and she wasn’t feeling too well. Someone remarked that she looked a little yellow. Tests revealed a massive tumour. She was devastated of course and so were we. Everyone did their absolute best to be up-beat. She carried on as best she could. Her ‘piece of string’ started off sh...