I don’t do ‘cancerversaries‘. I don’t remember them. I don’t remember the date they diagnosed Hodgkins Lymphoma, although I can tell you it was the beginning of a week in February 1980, and I was still seventeen. I can remember … Continue reading
I count the fingers on both hands; soon I’ll need some toes, Each is someone gone too young, cruel fucking cancer blows. Lights extinguished, curtains drawn on lives too sick to save, Brutal mortal dying breaths as death steals one … Continue reading
Breast Cancer awareness month starts tomorrow and I am probably one of a small army of survivors who usually unplugs the wifi until its over because of all the crass and self indulgent marketing campaigns that plaster social media in … Continue reading
I listened quietly to the gentle music drifting from the two musicians on our little stage thinking, this is my Sunday morning playlist. The kind of soft, lilting melodies that wrap you in warm sunshine, sweet smelling hayfields and make … Continue reading
I’m such a chemo-brained twat – been trying to fathom how to reblog this article on HuffPo for the last half hour, but since I can’t find a nice handy little “reblog” button, I’ve had to resort to old-fashioned copy-and-paste. I … Continue reading
Image of Barbie from the SCAR Project Copyright David Jay Barbie Ritzco. Her name has a resonance all its own, don’t you think? It dances around your head and tantalises your tongue with its rhythm. It whispers of warrior and thrums … Continue reading
“You could have been Einstein…” When two old friends who don’t spend nearly enough time together any more sit around with cups of tea, the talk can take some odd turns. But when you are still alive thirty-four years after … Continue reading
Posted to FB a few days ago, I first wrote this in an email to a dear friend… and then realised I had more than one friend who should read it! I place it here as my opening blog post … Continue reading
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