My Story
Cancer took my Gran. Cancer took my Auntie. Cancer’s got it’s hooks into my best mate. Cancer keeps going to see one of the coolest kids I’ve ever met. I f*ckin’ HATE cancer. If I could, I’d take it outside, round the back of the pub, and punch its boll*cks off. For now though, all I can do is try and raise some funds. Help me out, eh?