13 years ago I didn’t really know anyone who had been diagnosed with cancer, not anyone close to me anyway. But that all changed in summer 2006 when my clever, anarchic, active and youthful Mum was diagnosed, aged just 61. She died a little over one year later. It still seems unfathomable that such a force of nature could have been brought down so quickly. Three years after we lost Mum, my Dad was also diagnosed but luckily survived – thanks in no small part to the research being done by organisations like Cancer Research every day. Since then countless people that I love have been hit by this awful and devastating disease. This year possibly more than any other.
1 in 2 people will be diagnosed with cancer in their lifetime. Every single pound you donate makes a difference to Cancer Research UK’s groundbreaking work, so if you can, please sponsor me now.
