Liam Ryan

I went to a funeral last week. It was a sobering start to a new year. He was a young man, 53, leaving a wife and two young children behind...

I attended a cancer conference recently and some of the medics said to me “I wish some of my patients were like you”. It didn’t register with me initially but...

I am quite enjoying being in my fifties. The stage of your life when all of the elements, if not quite come together, get as close are they are probably...

There can never be enough gratitude in the world. After I survived my cancer ordeal I had a lot of people to thank. And my greatest source of guilt by...

At the same time every month, you know it will appear.  You begin with anticipation, then delight, but soon fear. What will I say this time, what can I possibly...

I attended a job interview recently. It was my first one for a long time. And it was for a good job. But I am 54 these days, I wear...

I hugged my eldest son, Christy, two weeks ago, probably for the first time. He was about to disappear through the departure gates to board a flight to Dubai and...

My father-in-laws final words to me were that he was amazed how quickly his life had passed. He was 75. Not old by any means, but not exactly a short...

Jack Quigley was an ordinary man. A lovely ordinary man. Sometimes we forget that the word ”extraordinary” is primarily composed of the word “ordinary”. Before I left for my surgery...