Cancer ; The word sends a chill through us all and we have all had a family member of friend fall victim to it. My mother died a hideous death with it. We are told greater numbers of people survive it. But what of those who receive the death sentence?
Here in Manchester a marvellous little place called Francis House provides marvellous end of life care for terminally ill children mainly with cancer. The Hospice movement in England is appallingly funded. They take so much stress and work away from our overworked National Health Service and yet receive no or little government funding. Consequently, Hospices all over the country rely on donations and yet they cost £660 an hour to run. Fundraising is essential and what better way to raise funds than by using plastic ducks.
The Duck Race is one of several fund raising events that are organised every year to fund our local hospices ourselves. Next month I am doing the Manchester Midnight 10km Walk. That's hard work but today's Duck race was easy and fun way to raise much needed funds.
Finding a Wizzley category for this was difficult... health ? not really? travel and place ... perhaps ? I decided to place it under Culture and Society as it is our society that puts us in a place where our government considers dignified end of life care is so unimportant, that it will not fund it properly.