Virgin Vie in the UK
Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 1:14 pm
I have started selling Virgin Vie again, I am doing a charity night on Thursday this week to raise money for a very worthwhile cause.
Jim and I knew a young man called Anton Day he had battled with lukemia for 5 years before finally losing his life on 4th Sept aged 24, it was his wish to raise money for a garden at the hospital where he spent many months at. Antons family are hoping that once a garden is built for people to go and relax they can help get tv's for each bed.
I am giving all my money from sales to the fund and am booking treatments for October and will be again giving all the money to try and help Antons family fulfill his wishes.
I am asking all you in the UK to go have a look at www.virginvieathome.com to see if there is anything you'd like, you can place an order with me and I will send to your address.
I would like to include a poem written by Antons Uncle and will try to add a pic in the next post. Thanks guys :-4
What can I say about Anton
A poem by Tony B
What can I say about Anton?
What things don’t you already know?
What words go some way?
In helping me say
That we miss you more than you know
Someone, somewhere needed Anton
They must have needed a son or best friend
But that can’t be right
Because early that night
We were sure that it wasn’t the end
I waved goodbye to young Anton
He smiled and whispered “good night”
I’ve been wrong when I thought
“It’s the last time”
But that night I knew I was right
The next day I found Anton sleeping
A vicar was stood by his side
I was asked by his mum
“Please be godfather”
At his baptism I did reside
I wish they had asked my permission
To take him away from that bed
I wish they had sought my approval
Coz this is what I would have said
Find someone who’s quite a lot older
Find someone who’s lived a long life
Find someone who’s grey
Who would happily say
They’d experienced kids and a wife
Not someone as young as poor Anton
Not someone so strong and so brave
Not someone who’s so much to live for
Not someone who still likes a rave
But in life we don’t always get choices
And we had no choice on that night
Someone else makes all the big choices
But in this case their choice wasn’t right
If you’re here it’s because you loved Anton
Or here as a friend of a friend
Or you heard of his smile
As wide as a mile
Or was with him right up to the end
Anton, we’re all gonna miss you
But don’t think this is the end
Coz tonight you’ll be seeing
Us celebrating you being
A son, a nephew, a friend
So what can I say about Anton?
What things don’t you already know?
These words went some way?
In helping us say
That we miss you more than you know
Party on dude!
:-4
Jim and I knew a young man called Anton Day he had battled with lukemia for 5 years before finally losing his life on 4th Sept aged 24, it was his wish to raise money for a garden at the hospital where he spent many months at. Antons family are hoping that once a garden is built for people to go and relax they can help get tv's for each bed.
I am giving all my money from sales to the fund and am booking treatments for October and will be again giving all the money to try and help Antons family fulfill his wishes.
I am asking all you in the UK to go have a look at www.virginvieathome.com to see if there is anything you'd like, you can place an order with me and I will send to your address.
I would like to include a poem written by Antons Uncle and will try to add a pic in the next post. Thanks guys :-4
What can I say about Anton
A poem by Tony B
What can I say about Anton?
What things don’t you already know?
What words go some way?
In helping me say
That we miss you more than you know
Someone, somewhere needed Anton
They must have needed a son or best friend
But that can’t be right
Because early that night
We were sure that it wasn’t the end
I waved goodbye to young Anton
He smiled and whispered “good night”
I’ve been wrong when I thought
“It’s the last time”
But that night I knew I was right
The next day I found Anton sleeping
A vicar was stood by his side
I was asked by his mum
“Please be godfather”
At his baptism I did reside
I wish they had asked my permission
To take him away from that bed
I wish they had sought my approval
Coz this is what I would have said
Find someone who’s quite a lot older
Find someone who’s lived a long life
Find someone who’s grey
Who would happily say
They’d experienced kids and a wife
Not someone as young as poor Anton
Not someone so strong and so brave
Not someone who’s so much to live for
Not someone who still likes a rave
But in life we don’t always get choices
And we had no choice on that night
Someone else makes all the big choices
But in this case their choice wasn’t right
If you’re here it’s because you loved Anton
Or here as a friend of a friend
Or you heard of his smile
As wide as a mile
Or was with him right up to the end
Anton, we’re all gonna miss you
But don’t think this is the end
Coz tonight you’ll be seeing
Us celebrating you being
A son, a nephew, a friend
So what can I say about Anton?
What things don’t you already know?
These words went some way?
In helping us say
That we miss you more than you know
Party on dude!
:-4