Blogs and short stories​

Cancer. It’s one of those words that grammatically qualifies as its own sentence. It also can be taken to be a death sentence or a

So, on my Cancer Avenue; where to start? I guess let’s start in the middle. What to say when someone says that single word to

From the moment I woke in the intensive care unit, I was in daily pain of some sort. My nurse would come to my bedside

Justin Case takes off… Despite birthing Justin Case in Christmas 2016, it took me until Christmas 2018 before I planned the bare bones of the

Surviving cancer does something strange to you. I think the most surprising thing for me was the guilt. It’s not conscious guilt, but it sits

One of the major reasons for the August timing of my visit to England was a school reunion. My two best friends live in America

As I said earlier, there is something special in the air in England that holds it apart from anywhere else I have ever been. There

The following day I was going to Wembley Stadium, the spiritual home of English football and debatably the whole world of football. But Wembley was

On day three I made my way to North London, where I later stayed the night in a very unremarkable bed and breakfast. At least

It is important to develop a love of something when you are a child. Something that will help you through the mindless childhood hours that