03/09/2026
Hi, I’m Andrew - this is me in Cornwall last week enjoying a fantastic full English on a shovel, an award winning speciality from Cornwall Gold (well worth a drop in if you’re down that way).
You’ll probably realise this business page hasn’t been getting much in the way of content put up and the reason for that is … well … me!
This is my story.
I started Whitmore Financial over a decade ago. Unlike the majority of business owners, I didn’t start it with a clear plan. No mortgage world domination, no specific market I wanted to embed myself in. I just liked talking with and helping people and really disliked the way larger firms were doing things, driving processes and profits before customer needs.
I remember my first business card said something along the lines of “Offering clear advice in confusing times” and my business plan was that if I was going to set up on my own, there should be not barrier to good advice. No fees, no cherry picking the easiest or most profitable cases. Everyone had the same opportunity. If I couldn’t offer that, it would be time to close the doors. The crazy thing is that this simple approach went from strength to strength and within a few years we had an office of 5 full time staff members. I was constantly busy and stressed and the business was running me and I had to admit to myself that I didn’t want the big business and the profits that came with it; I liked a smaller, simple model where people were recommended my services and spoke with me for advice, not passed to another member of staff. This of course created a limit on how much new work we could take on, but things felt more in line with the vision I had for how things would operate as my understanding of what was important became more clear.
By Covid we were back down to 3 members of staff and things were running smoothly. And then the world fell apart for a while and the mortgage market went crazy and the biggest business shift happened; a business I founded on offering face to face advice was no longer that business. Everything was done over the phone. I started to fall out of love with my career choice as it felt like people no longer wanted that personal touch that I felt separated my service from others. But it came at the right time as we welcomed our son, Arthur, into our lives in August 2021 and the opportunity to spend more time with him as he grew became an easy opportunity as I wasn’t bouncing around between face to face meetings day and night. Instead I pulled in to supporting my existing client bank and personal referrals rather than looking at increasing my workload.
All was working as one would hope until September 2024; a simple mistake when having a blood test at the GP meant I wasn’t tested for one thing but was tested for something else most GPs wouldn’t have tested for. That simple decision both led to 18 months of frustration and ironically more than likely saved my life after that extra test referred me to the local hospital for further exams. During all of this I was feeling very much under the weather, foggy, and lethargic. I felt like I wasn’t getting a good night sleep and things just weren’t improving. In 18 months, after multiple MRIs, a CT scan and a biopsy they were still unsure of why the bloodwork presented as it did. Then, in late Jan 2026, it came to light that one of the tests was missed. HBA1C (diabetes test). I was slightly overweight, diet could have been more structured, but nothing out of the ordinary. But it turned out that I had a result that was twice the diabetic threshold and the likely reason for my symptoms. Celebrations all round as finally I could get back to life as I knew it … or so I thought. I had another biopsy booked for 2 weeks later and the blood results had no connection the the diabetic results … so we went ahead.
It turned out this time there was a result. Cancer.
It was an aggressive grade 4 prostate cancer with cribiform change that had spread across both sides of my prostate and had a high likelihood of having spread outside of my prostate, meaning it might be treatable, but not curable. Roll on 6 weeks, a lot of tests and an emotionally traumatic rollercoaster journey later and I was lying in a hospital bed without a prostate and a lot of questions about my future. It was a lot.
But during all of this, I remember submitting cases the night before the prostatectomy and I was submitting another case within a few days of getting out of the hospital, as soon as I had my faculties about me. I look back and recognise I wasn’t looking after myself and my mental health, focusing on that motto; “everyone deserves no barrier to good advice” and I wasn’t processing what I was going through, possibly damaging myself more emotionally in the process.
May 2026, I had my first blood results and the comment was essentially, “You blood looks good - we may have got it all!”. Then, when being asked by a friend, “You must feel so relieved?!”, I realised I felt numb and broken and didn’t really feel relieved at all … it obviously wasn’t how I was meant to feel and I realised that I needed to make some time for myself.
So this is me. 3 months later.
August 2026. I’ve lost 2 stone (14kg to those who use the more logical weight measurement!), I’ve got well controlled blood sugar (now pre-diabetic) and, whilst I’ve got a pill cabinet that would have made Ozzy Osborne blush, I am able to enjoy the occasional full English breakfast with the works and know as I’ve put in the effort to give me days where I can treat myself. I’m feeling fitter, stronger and healthier. And best of all, my latest blood test in August confirmed I’m still cancer free. And it made me feel good. The future, as they say, is bright. I’m incredibly lucky that my proactive GP ran a PSA test when I noted I had lower back pain amongst other symptoms and having not had the diabetes test, I was likely more invested in staying the course at the hospital with the urology department.
So I’m writing this to update clients and prospective clients, agents, solicitors and anyone else that has followed my business over the years and remember me, my wife and other members of incredible staff over the years. After making time for myself and really taking some, I believe, well earned time off this year (or as best as you can when you have an existing client bank to support and advise!), to give myself time to understand my needs better moving forward, I have had the time to remind myself why I love what I do and why I do it.
And also to say thank you to the great people (including customers) I’ve met along the way. I’m proud of the little firm that we have all built together and I feel ready to step back up to the plate for another decade of hard work and dedication. I will be making a few changes to how I do things, essentially less weekends and evenings and less early morning networking. Making more time for family and more time for me.
Thank you all for bearing with me this year and to those who didn’t know, as Rafiki says, “It doesn’t matter! It’s in the past!” Hakuna matata!