huge waves of insecurity sweeping over me tonight as I’m almost ready for the trip and now have time to think about it. Who the hell do you think you are Mrs R, Nelson f*ckin Mandela? On meeting with the CEO of Sarcoma Uk about a further project, Lyndsey told me that people with a diagnosis such as mine do the weirdest things. They don’t want to run marathons with pink balloons. They want to do their own thing…oh god I’m now doing a thing. Bronwen found me though, like she finds lots of people, and she’s been on my case ever since- I think she knows a thing or two about things. Thanks Bronwen.