This year, I’m taking on the London Marathon in memory of my incredible son, Hugh, and in honour of every child who has fought, is fighting, or has tragically lost their battle to childhood cancer.

Hugh was just six years old when we lost him to a rare cancer. His strength, his spirit, and his bravery continue to inspire me every single day. No parent should have to watch their child endure what he did, and yet, thousands of families face this unimaginable journey every year.

I am running for them. For the children in hospital beds instead of school playgrounds. For the parents who sit by their child's side, praying for more time. For those who have lost, but will never stop loving.

Every step, every mile, every painful moment in this marathon is for them.

I am raising money to support families affected by childhood cancer, to ensure that no parent is left to struggle alone, and to push for real change in the way we support these families.

If you can, please donate—every pound will make a difference. Let’s do this for Hugh and for every warrior who has faced this battle.