Walk as if you are kissing the earth with your feet.

“I’m so SO sorry . . . . . . . . . . . . “ was all she said. There was no need to finish the sentence. When a Macmillan nurse arrives unannounced at your hospital bedside there’s really only one way the conversation is heading. I had sensed it before she came…

Reflections on a Fat Rascal

On rising this morning, far too early for reason and common sense to prevail, after another restless night spent in the tropics of West Sussex! (Some of you will know exactly what I am referring to) I take my rather damp and sweaty self off to indulge in some illicit dawn reading. My chosen tome…

The Accidental Cancer Pilgrim

So, as the seismic shock waves of the summer’s events rumble off like thunder into the distance with the fleeing autumn, I emerge bruised, blinking mole-like,  and  poke my head from beneath the rubble to survey the damage. The good news is  –  I am alive. Yay. The bad news is – oh yes, the…