I was a colleague of Annie's - I worked in the department where she did her PhD. Annie was always so bright and energetic and, well, just lovely. I recall speaking to her about her research and seeing how engaged she was about it. She went to undertake a role in another department but every time we saw each other on campus we'd stop and say hi and I'd ask how she was getting on. 

I didn't know Annie had a brain tumour. I wish I had. 

The last time I saw Annie was in summer 2020. I was running round the park. She passed me with the baby but she was with a friend and I didn't stop - just waved as I ran past. I don't think I even knew she had a baby and so I did a double take at first - but she just smiled in her lovely way and I remember thinking 'must contact her and see how she is'. Then didn't. 

Annie's death is particularly poignant. My 33 year old son discovered he had an incurable brain tumour on Boxing Day 2019. He's had an operation and radiotherapy but we know it will come back. And his life too will be shortened. 

I wish I had spoken to Annie about her tumour. I wish I had stopped that day and said hi. But I still have memories of how smart and fabulous she was and I am so so sorry to know she has died. Brain tumours are cruel, indiscriminate and unfair. 

I send all my love to her family and thank you for providing the opportunity to share this story. 

Love Jackie xxxx