On a Sunday they would do afternoon tea with food donated by Marks & Spencer and volunteers would come round offering us cake. And I could bring our dog in when I wanted.

There were loads of ridiculous but lovely things they would do at the hospice, and those things just come back to me every now and then.

Gerry was in Trinity for more than two months in the end, which was quite a long time compared to most patients.

After he died, the Matron told me about Trinity’s bereavement group and said I should attend, in the kindest of ways. I was 32, and met two other women, Jacqui and Diana there whose husbands had both died as well. No-one knows what it’s like unless you’ve been through it and you don’t feel like you can always talk to your friends and family. They really have been invaluable to me and we’re still good friends.

It is because of the support Gerry and I received 30 years ago that I have taken part in many of Trinity’s events over the years. And it’s my memories of that wonderful place that keep me fundraising for it.

I took part in my very first Fun Run last year and it was one of the best experiences I’ve ever had. The atmosphere was just incredible. I wasn’t planning to do the event again, but I enjoyed the event so much I’ve signed up for this year and I can’t wait to see everyone there.