Sam and my aunt Pippa split up around 6 years I ago which meant I didn’t really see him since then. However, when I mum told me about Sam’s condition, I felt that I had no choice but to go and see him in hospital. When we got there I found a man surrounded by loved ones and impressively cheerful given the circumstances. It was lovely to get back some missed time with my uncle and actually get to know the man I didn’t really know too well. We saw him again on Boxing Day in the hospice and the more intimate environment was wonderful as it gave me and Sam to have a great conversation about our mutual love for psychedelic rock music! Very glad I got to know my uncle before he passed and am confident that he live on in our hearts and in Ruby and Chester. Billy xxx