Ten months later. Unencumbered by a full set of tits (and saving 50% on nipple-chafing plasters), today I ran a marathon, and raised almost £6000 in memory of my husband, who wasn’t so lucky.
Cancer doesn’t always mark the end of your life. In my case, it marked a new beginning. My new fella helped me to train, and my husband inspired me to keep going.
Thank you all so much for your support over the last few years. My husband will never be forgotten, and is always missed, but would never have run a marathon in a million years. Even so, this one’s for him. xxx
Fanny the Champion of the World 
BRAVO BRAVO BRAVO
Often thought of you and wished you MUCH HAPPINESS with your ‘new fella’, your new-found life, I wished you strength, courage, laughter, energy, JOY…. and I will continue to do so.
Thank you Kiki! This was actually in April… I just forgot to upload it. 😉 The good news is that I’m still running… just not perhaps such ridiculous distances. I may not have a full set of boobs but I think I should control the number of toenails I get to keep. xxx