This morning I woke to the tragic news that at 2:30 am, Lewis Mighty passed away peacefully in hospital, aged just 7 years old.
Lewis was diagnosed with Neuroblastoma in 2008, at the age of 3. Since then the Mighty family have been raising money for Lewis to have ground breaking treatment in the United States.
The target was £300,000 and as I write this, the money raised stands at £242,000. The very thought that money, a piece of paper, should be the difference between life and death, should sicken every one of us to our very core.
The Lewis Mighty Fund (http://www.lewismightyfund.org.uk) is incredibly close to many peoples hearts, including my own. People all over the Country attempting incredible feats to raise money for Lewis. BBC’s ‘Secret Millionaire’ even featured Lewis’s illness.
Despite all the pain and anguish, Lewis, and his Mum and Dad, never complained. They just kept on going, and kept on ploughing through. Lewis, Perry, and Jaime are a true inspiration to all of us.
I had the pleasure of hanging out with Perry a couple of times, and he even came to support me at one of my shows in Derby. He really is a top bloke and for someone like him to be suffering like this is heart breaking.
Lewis was symptom free for 2 years and all of us genuinely thought the little star had defeated this horrendous disease. But on May 12th is was reported that Lewis had taken a turn for the worst, and the Cancer had returned.
Since then the entire City of Derby came together in support of Lewis. Hundreds turned out to candlelight vigils, and thousands sent messages of support.
On Monday night we launched an attempt to get #prayforlewismighty trending Worldwide on twitter. Several locals and friends across the Country bombarded the site with messages of support.
With massive stars from the World of music, Football, and film, joining in, #prayforlewismighty did in fact become the number one trend across the entire planet. A fitting tribute to an inspirational little boy, that has touched the hearts of all of us.
When I woke up this morning and heard the news, I, like everyone was truly devastated. As I write this, I am laying in bed with tears streaming down my face. But if a 7 year old boy can show such incredible courage, then so should we. As much as we mourn his passing, we should be celebrating what he achieved in a mere 7 years.
And more than celebrating his life, we should learn from it. If every single one of us wakes up every morning with the sole intention of being ‘more like Lewis Mighty’, then I really don’t see how we can go too far wrong.
In my eyes Lewis Mighty will always be a reason to be a better person. And I truly hope that Lewis passing will raise awareness of Neuroblastoma and therefore, save many other Children’s lives in the future.
In the past, I have completed two charity fundraising attempts for Lewis Mighty. (Videos at the bottom) But next year, when my leg is healed, myself and my friend Steve, will be attempting the biggest one yet.
Neuroblastoma is not well known enough, and awareness should be raised to this disease. I admit, before I came across Lewis Mighty, I had never heard of the disease either.
Next summer we’re swimming from the Isle of Wight to mainland England, walking the 191 miles to Derby, and then cycling on to Glasgow.
With every mental wall we hit, or pain barrier we are struggling with, one amazing little boy will push us through. A 7 year old boy with the heart of a Lion.
Hope you’re all well. This is the 4th day on the trot that I haven’t left the house. The reason for this?
Yep, that’ll keep you off your feet for a while!
I’m spending my days filling out ISRC codes for the new album (very boring) and watching reruns of Only fools and horses.
On Friday morning I go back into hospital where they make the final decision whether or not to operate. I’m hoping not for two reasons.
1. It’ll bloody hurt having my bone marrow drilled out and an titanium rod put down the middle of my Tibia.
2. I have a gig on Friday night.
Now normally I wouldn’t be so eager to be sat playing a guitar in a wheel chair while my heavily plastered leg is elevated, and exposed in a room full of drunk people. But this is for charity.
In May my big sister is climbing Ben Nevis in Scotland, for alzheimers charities. I figure, if she can climb the highest mountain in Britain, I can play some songs while off my tits on a cocktail of Tramadol, and German lager.
The show is at The Wight Rock Bar in Ryde, Isle of Wight. Doors open at 8pm and entry is only £2. All the cash goes towards my sisters charity fund. So please be a good sport and come along!
I’ll (touch wood) be playing about 8:30 with Tim Pritchard. Then This Way Up and Bear Attack Club will be finishing off the evening.
3 bands for £2? Fucking bargain!
The music video for ‘Remember Who You Are’ is nearly completed. I have seen a sneak peak and it looks awesome. It should be ready by the end of next week.
I can’t wait to get it out there and let you all have a watch. I hope you’ll enjoy it!!!
I am playing a charity show tomorrow (Friday 16th) at Coburgs in Ryde, Isle of Wight.
The event aims to raise money for the Isle of Wight’s ‘Barely Born’ Foundation. They do a great job raising money for the Islands Neonatal Intensive Care Unit. Please check them out by clicking onto Barely Born.
On Friday there are three bands. Bandit The Panther, The Rozzers and myself. There is a suggested donation of £2. Two quid for three acts, and you’ll be helping give babies a fighting chance.
Do something good this Christmas. £2 isn’t even the price of a pint, but collectively, it can make a massive difference.
I have finished the tracks for my new album. On Monday, I start the vocals. Should be finished with them within the next 3 or 4 weeks. Then a quick mastering and it’s all finished.
I haven’t worked out a running order yet but the tracks I have laid down are…
Jenny, Satellites & Wires, Colours, Remember Who You Are, A Brand New Battle, What’s Love Without Meaning, Paint The Town Red, Beat Up, Growing Pains, Don’t Say It, Adrienne & Sleep With The Girl.
I don’t have an album title yet but I’ve been using the working title of ‘The Non-Delivery Boy’. It seems that in my late twenties I’ve realised that as a footballer, musician & ice hockey player, I promised much, but never quite delivered. So I guess the title is a tongue in cheek dig at myself.
I can’t wait for you to hear the record. It does sound great. Totally up another level from ‘It gets worse at night’. As long as I am getting better and not worse, I should be pleased right?
As soon as the record is done and released, I’ll be back out on tour across Europe and across the UK. I’ll keep you posted.
Tonight is Thursday night. That means one thing. The G & Tippers Show. On tonight’s festivities is the legend that is Alex Lloyd. Massive MASSIVE artist from Australia. He’ll be pitching his wits against yours truly in the G & Tippers quiz. I hope I won’t let my fellow English down!
Also, check out my Movember efforts. I think you’ll be quietly impressed.
This Saturday I swam the Solent from mainland England to the Isle of Wight. I don’t normally blow my own trumpet, due to both my character and my ribs. But I am uber happy with myself for achieving this. I might go so far as to say that I’m even a little smug.
The point of the swim was to raise money for a special little boy called Lewis Mighty. Lewis needs treatment for a form of cancer called Neuroblastoma. It is a type of cancer that attacks under 5’s mainly. Hopefully the money raised from this swim will go some way to help Lewis get the treatment he so desperately needs.
I left Hurst Castle on the mainland at 9am and landed back on the Island an hour and twenty minutes later. The distance was meant to be a mile and a half, roughly 90 lengths of a regular twenty metre pool. Unfortunately a 4 knot tide had other ideas.
I ended up being dragged further and further from my landing destination and ended up swimming over 5000 metres in that time.
I was meant to be landing at Fort Albert, then that was impossible so Fort Victoria was the target. The tide once again had other ideas and I ended up being dragged way past Yarmouth and landed nearer to Shalfleet. 3 miles down the coast. It wasn’t ideal as people were waiting at Fort Victoria and I could have done with the support.
But to be honest, if I’d failed I would have to had walked down my main High Street butt naked that night. That was added incentive to get me across the line and on to Island soil.
I owe a massive debt of gratitude to Andy and Mandy Toms who supplied the support boat and made the whole thing possible. Also a big thanks to Tom Fastnedge for letting me use his wetsuit. Without it, I would have frozen to death.
But most of all, a massive thank you to all those that have donated and continue to donate. We’re looking on course to raise £2000 for Lewis which is a major achievement.