Be Inspired

Angela Bennett is one of our amazing Hospice volunteers.

My mother, Inge Lise Gee (Lisa). It's true when they say nothing in life is guaranteed apart from taxes and death.

My dad, my kids’ grandad, Frank Richardson, was my hero.

It was November 2007. My brother James, at the very young age of 33, was first diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumour.

It has been 25 years since my first experience with St. Michael’s Hospice; my lovely Dad passed away peacefully on 4th January 1994 in the amazing care of the wonderful staff and volunteers at the Hospice.

In 1996 I had the ‘perfect’ family, I was married to a wonderful, caring man who worked hard to provide for his family and had 3 wonderful children. Life could not get any better!

My beautiful sister sadly got diagnosed with a rare form of lung cancer in April 2016, which devastatingly, was terminal.

Once upon a time, over ten years ago, we didn’t know each other existed. However, we were both volunteering on the In-Patient Unit (IPU) at St. Michael's Hospice on alternate Sunday evenings.

Max Bygraves used the catch phrase “I wanna tell you a story” to great effect and  I would very much like to tell you my story about a group of truly caring and wonderful ladies.

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