2020: That was the year that was
Mo Fanning looks back at 2020 – a year of reading, writing and anything but the bloody pandemic. Take a moment to join him.
Grief: A visit to the museum
My mother died in February. At the time, the virus that now traps us in our homes was little more…
I’m sorry you’ve lost your mother: they make it sound like I’ve left her in another room
My mother has passed away. At 1.30 this morning, I woke. My husband, too. He trailed downstairs to her temporary bedroom,…
Testicular cancer: Few dinner parties pass without me tossing my scrotum into the conversation
Last year, around 2,300 British men were told they had testicular cancer. That’s more than six every day. The number…
Happy cancer-versary to me
Exactly one year ago, a well-spoken doctor snapped rubber gloves, handed me a tissue and explained how she’d been without…
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