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Watching my husband Gary answer the phone, I saw the colour drain from his cheeks as he listened intently. Without saying a word, he handed the phone to me, and I could see a shimmer of tears in his e

I turned 50 in September and, as well as presents and good wishes, I received an invitation to attend my first mammogram. I’d registered a few months before and was pleased to have the chance to get m

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

The house next door had stood empty for many months and the weeds in the overgrown garden were spreading into my flower borders, becoming a nuisance. I’d taken early retirement when Jack became too il

Moving into my new home, I’d already got the neighbours’ curtains twitching. Now I had to reveal my new set-up to my family. What would they think?