This isn’t happening

  Don’t forget, this is inside us every day -Stephen Berg This is not happening. It happened. Past tense. One … More

This is the day

This is the day we go the hospital as usual. We have banter with Jörn and Nadine while they inject … More

Sailing through

Dear Anthony Two cycles down, just six more to go. You are not looking bad, considering. The belligerent doctor who … More

Get out of the house while you can

Dear Ant So you’ve had your first chemotherapy treatment. That first night, when you came home and carried the sick … More

All you have is now

  Dear Ant Isn’t it strange, how quickly you notice your passing from one world into the next? One minute … More

Walking into the light

  We walked into the brunt light, towards the hospital. The air was dry, February-cold. Traffic was going about its … More

Cancer patients’ reviews of Riddance

Riddance has been reviewed by cancer patients, and former patients, under the aegis of Macmillan Cancer Support. You can find out … More

When did I get this?

One year go I celebrated with friends the publication of Love for Now, my journal-memoir of non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma, a cancer of … More

By the way, you live

Dear Anthony I’m writing to let you know what you already know in your bones, as you put it much … More

On not being grateful for cancer

  An old friend of mine wrote to me the other day, out of the blue, to tell me about … More

Lifesaving Poems: Alden Nowlan’s ‘This is What I Wanted to Sign Off With’

This is What I Wanted to Sign Off With You know what I’m like when I`m sick: I’d sooner curse … More

Lifesaving Poems: Philip Levine’s ‘Magpiety’

In September 2006 my treatment for non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma came to an end. I was not told I was officially in … More

Northern Sky and remission

When I began to recover from my treatment for non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma in 2006 this lovely article about Nick Drake’s Northern … More

Lifesaving Poems: Jane Kenyon’s ‘Let Evening Come’

Let Evening Come Let the light of late afternoon shine through chinks in the barn, moving up the bales as … More