The Bag for Life 

So, what a great Christmas that was! And indeed, the festive season continues in full flow. It is, without doubt, a wonderful but strange...

The weather on Christmas morning was wonderful in the Clent Hills, so Yvi and I went for a little walk and decided to do a short...

Before I was unwittingly enrolled into the cancer club, it is fair to say that I really did not have a clue about, well frankly, anything...

I've always loved music, from an early age. Indeed, I can recall when I was about 13 and had been working as a washer upper in a Wimpy...

So, here we are again. It is 01:56 on a Sunday morning. I’m watching some film about USA special forces, as they like to say, “kicking...

I've had an eventful week. After having a portacath fitted, I started my new chemo regime of Cetuximab and FOLFIRI. The side effects have...

Today Austin had a small procedure to fit him with a portacath. He also received some exciting news I wanted to share!

When I was in hospital recovering from the life-saving surgery that saved my life, when a tumor the size of the surgeon's fist was...

Not only a classic tune from The Doors in the sixties, but I thought a fitting title for my next stoma bag related ramblings. Living with...

One of the great ironies, and at the same time, benefits of owning a stoma bag, is the sense of liberation that you acquire after you...

Following the launch of the new website last week I thought that it might be interesting to keep a little video diary about living life...

One of the rather strange consequences of having level 4a stage bowel cancer, is that depending on your severity, sadly sometimes it...