Beth's Blog

We need your help

So… here’s the thing. 

We need to raise money for Breast Cancer Care, for our friend Fran. Through our friend Lisa, who is running the London Marathon.

Lisa has raised LOADS, but we need to raise more. 

There’s 30 days left. So what have we got to offer? We’ve got ourselves (definitely not like that.) We’d like to invite you to bid on us. 

30 days available from now. Bid on us, any day. Can we bring you breakfast before work? Can we do a bit of free PR for you? Can we come to your house and sing you a song? cater for your dinner party? Get in touch and let’s talk. It’s for an amazing cause.

Send us an email to lisae@lansons.com, lucyb@lansons.com or bethm@lansons.com and let’s come to some agreement.

x

or, if you’d prefer to donate to the worthy cause, please donate at www.justgiving.com/lisa-elliottbreastcancercare x

Andrew Griffiths

A year ago today my friend Captain Andrew Griffiths died of injuries sustained in Afghanistan. We miss him desperately.

 Andy hadn’t always wanted to join the army, but when he went through Sandhurst and joined his father’s regiment, the Duke of Lancaster’s it was as though something clicked into place with him. He literally became a bigger man, he stood up taller and pushed forward with a purpose he’d never had before. Andy wasn’t a saint. He was annoying, and opinionated, and loved a drink. He was also strong and true and would do anything for a mate. In the end, he gave his life for them. Andy was on his second tour of Afghanistan, aged 25.

 Over the past month we’ve seen image after image of looters and rioters and young men and women who care nothing about tearing great big holes in the fabric of their society. We’ve seen pictures of hundreds of feckless kids and newspapers claiming that these are the youth of today - they aren’t.

Every morning thousands of young men and women put on their uniform and step out of their tents and know that they are in danger and today could be the end of days. Anyone who knows a soldier, a pilot, a sailor knows that money isn’t their motivation. The reason why Andy put his boots on that day and walked out ahead of his men to clear that compound was to make it safer. My brave, strong friend went off to the desert because he really believed that he had a role to make the world better by making it free. We can all be fiercely proud of him and his colleagues who died knowing that they were selflessly playing their part in a struggle much bigger than them. While there are men like Andrew prepared to lay down their life for freedom, we can know that as a society, we are going to be ok. I miss you Andy.

Cyprus, age 16