We are nearly two years down the line following Terry’s death. It is still so very hard for all of our family to deal with what happened and not a day goes by without thinking of him and wishing that things could have turned out differently.

Since his death I have wanted to do something special, to take on a challenge involving something that Terry would have been proud of. Whilst riding the LML to work one day it suddenly came to me – I would take his scooter across Europe to Cyprus, to the place that he died.

I hadn’t really thought about how big Europe is until that point.