On New Years day of 2017 there was a tragic accident at the annual Pram Race in Sutton Valence. Not being there myself, it was difficult to find out what actually happened with chinese whispers and rumours circulating on facebook. Nothing could quite prepare me for the news of what actually happened. I went to The George Inn in Leeds village the following day, and the landlord Jason met me outside. When he told me that we'd lost Titch, I couldn't believe it, I think my first words were "oh come on, you're having a laugh". Sadly he wasn't. Words can't quite describe how I felt in that moment, or at any point following that.

Titch was the most genuine, kind hearted and caring person I've ever met in my life. He had so many friends, because once you met him, you just loved him. I don't know a single person with a bad word to say about him. He would always be there to have a laugh and a chat with, and help you with anything you needed. That was the strongest part of his character, even with all his personal battles since leaving the army and moving from Germany, he would always be there to provide help and support for anyone else that needed it. Titch wasn't just my friend, he was a loving father. He would regularly tell me about how his children were, and how proud of them he always was. 

Titch gave us all such happy memories. His shifts on the bar on a Saturday night with Jason gave us all such a laugh. From misunderstanding what a floater in a coffee was, to throwing a burger across the road when someone asked for a burger now, and one in the wood, there are so many stories to tell which still 4 years on, leave us in hysterics. 

Anyone who knew Titch also knew that he was one of the fittest men in the whole world. He was absolutely crazy with his runs! He would regularly run marathons (and ultra marathons) at the weekend, then turn up to the pub, and be standing at the bar with a pint of Guinness like it was nothing! That is why I decided to do this marathon in memory of Titch. It feels like the right way to pay tribute to him, while also raising money for such a worthwhile charity, helping other ex service members like Titch to have a full and wholesome life after their service. 

So on Sunday 12th of September at 9:45 I will be running 26.2 miles for my friend. I can't decide whether I'm excited to do it, or incredibly nervous, but I know it will be an unforgettable experience. And I like to think if Titch were still with us, he'd be proud.

I would appreciate any donation that you can give, and if you find yourself with nothing to do that Sunday, I'd also really appreciate any support along the course. Of course, with a celebratory pint of Guinness at the end as a toast to the man that changed so many lives. Thank you.