Grief is unpredictable. There I was in May, getting ready for a Kylie concert – my eyeliner had gone on perfectly and my mind was racing. Would my hair go flat after an hour on the Tube? Would the kid

While my hero was losing his fight, I had a battle of my own

When a near-fatal accident left former Country Walking editor GUY PROCTER broken, lost and grieving a life he could no longer live, it was walking that led him back to health, purpose, and joy.

While working at Nike, I was able to show up to work, put on my customer-facing act, and smile as if everything was okay. But as soon as I had a day off, my grief would hit. I spent any time I wasn’t

While my hero was losing his fight, I had a battle of my own

At the end of the road I live on in Herne Bay in Kent, there’s a bench. It overlooks the sea and is a place I often go when I want to clear my mind. I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve sat the