
My Story – the short version
Preface Several of my followers have graciously let me know that reading through the individual sections of my story, on this blog, has seemed… heavy.

Preface Several of my followers have graciously let me know that reading through the individual sections of my story, on this blog, has seemed… heavy.

​THIS IS NOT A STORY OF BLAME. IT IS ABOUT HOW WE NORMALISE AND DISMISS SYMPTOMS THAT ARE BORING OR MANAGEABLE TO US AS INDIVIDUALS

​If January was about surviving, early February was about endurance. Things weren’t getting better yet. That’s the part people dislike hearing. There was no cinematic

​When I was told I had stage IV oesophageal adenocarcinoma, my kids named the tumour Dave. Black humour helps when life gets sharp. What helped

Mimi and Fiona from Heartburn Cancer UK got in touch with an offer that was both generous and quietly bold. They’ve been working with venues

When cancer hit, my world didn’t just shrink – it sorted. People drifted, people froze, and a few extraordinary humans stepped closer. This is the