My fellow cancer survivors and our pals came up with a bold plan to raise funds – and eyebrows…

Docs say I’m dying but I have a special reason to fight

Pulling a hat down over my head, I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, then blinked back tears. Mirrors were my enemy and hats were my armour. It was January 2016, and having recently become a mum

One moment Charlotte was larking about with some lads on a stag do, the next she was bent double in agony…

Dressed in a blue striped cocktail dress and dangling gold earrings, I was ready for a night of fun. My friend Lisa* had invited me to her friend’s house party and although I didn’t know anyone there

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