It was with a very heavy heart and very wet eyes that I read this morning that the gorgeous Francesca Marvell had passed away on Monday. I have ‘known’ Fran for almost two years now by twitter, blogs and email, we never managed to meet up and despite planning burger adventures
This blog first appeared in The Independent newspaper, and is reproduced with their kind permission. I am the sort of person that overthinks things in my life, they go round and round in my head till they either fizzle away or become a huge issue. Blogging has become one way for me to
This blog first appeared in The Independent newspaper, and is reproduced with their kind permission. I try at all times to take this secondary breast cancer path with grace and dignity. I try to set an example and live to high standards but occasionally the mask slips. Occasionally I’
This blog first appeared in The Independent newspaper, and is reproduced with their kind permission. Dear Mum There is so much I want to say that is hard to verbalise so I hope you accept this letter to you. In a funny way, my secondary breast cancer diagnosis brought us closer togeth
This blog first appeared in The Independent newspaper, and is reproduced with their kind permission. One thing that is said to you when you are ill with cancer is that you are fighting cancer, people cheer you on saying that you must fight it and you push yourself on saying that you a
This blog first appeared in The Independent newspaper, and is reproduced with their kind permission. I hate Valentine’s Day. It’s the one day of the year when I am forever reminded that I am single. I have only once had a boyfriend on Valentine’s day and that was at school, and only b
This blog first appeared in The Independent newspaper, and is reproduced with their kind permission. I hear from people that they are sick of reading about cancer in the papers and surely everyone knows everything about cancer by now? Then a story comes along that makes you realise yo
The first time I went to see Prof J after I got back from the states the bloods didn’t look too good, they weren’t showing the turnaround I was hoping for, in fact they had got a whole lot worse. Even my magician seemed a bit miffed, yes he made all the right noises but
