A tribute from Anthony's Mum I have a lifetime of memories of Anthony. 24 years is too short for a lifetime but it's all we had. Since he became ill we spent so much time together. He dealt with his illness in an incredible way. He never got angry or upset. He neve complained. He always said he wasn't brave. He just let the doctors do things to him while he sat there. He took every chance he had to get better but had the wisdom to accept that some things cannot be changed. He never lost his sense of humour and laughed about the way the illness affected his body. His spirit was never affected. I will remember his beautiful blue eyes and the way they twinkled when when he was trying to get me to spend money on him. His smile and the huge grins when he drove his BMW or rode the quadbike. When I was sad he hugged me and said his only regret was that it was him who made me sad. Of course it wasn't him. It was his illness. I will remember the warmth with which he talked of his friends. Only a few days before he died he said that he'd realised that the best times of his life had been spent doing nothing with his friends or his family. He told me I should only do things I enjoy and stop working so hard. He was strong and gentle and I'm honoured that he was part of my life. His broken-hearted Mum, Diane