The Big Smoke…






We have just returned from a family break to London and, unlike our trip to Bristol, this time it lived up to my (high!) expectations! Having said that it was not without the odd hiccup regarding service, or lack of! Over all though it went very well, the children were well behaved (Andy too most of the time!), and a good time was had by all.

On arrival, oyster cards in our hot little hands, we jumped on a bus to take us to Waterloo where we then took the ten minute walk to our ‘hotel’ (Southwark Travelodge, I don’t recommend it!) After hassle getting the keys to our room we finally got in, un-packed,  relaxed for about an hour and then set off for the South bank for our trip on the London Eye. Although I had wanted to pre-book our tickets to avoid queueing I found an offer whereby if you go to London by train you get a 2 for 1 offer, reducing the overall price from £100 to £46 (worth queueing, even for me!). However, at 2.00pm we queued for all of 5 minutes for our tickets and then got straight into our pod. (I soo love it when things go like this!)

I have to say I found getting on and off the London Eye a little scary, as it doesn’t actually stop and you have to take a running jump., Having said this, I have to admit I am a bit of a wuss at the best of times! Anyway, it was very enjoyable, as was the 4D experience that went along with it. We then went along to the south bank centre and had a drink before heading over the bridge to see the Houses of Parliament. I can’t say this was pleasurable, especially seeing the armed Police standing guard outside. The children didn’t like to see that either, but we explained that they probably needed to be there as so many people in society felt a LOT of anger towards the people contained within!! It was getting late by now, so we headed back to our room for an early night, in preparation for the following, very busy, day.

Early the next morning we headed off to Buckingham Palace, at Elena’s request, to watch the changing of the guards. We all soon agreed that it was ‘boring’, although we did have a good conversation with some friendly Argentinian tourists! Again, it felt weird being at the Palace and trying to explain to the children how wealthy the Queen is and how she doesn’t have to pay the bedroom tax on her spare 100+ rooms!! The children had a much better destination in mind – Hamleys toy shop!

Two, yes two, hours later we left Hamley’s, had a quick look at Piccadilly Circus, and then once again boarded a bus back to Southwark for a rest ahead of the main attraction that evening…WICKED – The Musical!

Boots has wanted to see Wicked for months and Elena also said she would really like to see it. It certainly wasn’t cheap though, £270 for 4 second row seats! It was so worth it though, just seeing the look on the children’s faces, especially when they sang ‘Defying Gravity’. It was a truly magical evening, rounded off by a good look at London at night on our way back. It was our first proper West End show and I truly hope it isn’t our last, but I did find the whole thing very elitist. On top of the ticket price, we also had to buy a programme and drinks, which were very expensive. Still, as a ‘once in a lifetime’ event it really was fantastic and an evening I don’t think any of us will forget in a hurry…(We now have the soundtrack and are made to listen to it on every car journey!)

The following day and time to leave. Both Elena and Boots were sad to leave and before we had even boarded the train back to Coventry (At a saving of £140 compared to if we had gone from Exeter!), they said ‘When can we come again?’

I certainly hope that it won’t be too long…









Disappearing cancer patients….

I don’t know if you have seen my post on facebook concerning this topic, but it certainly makes very interesting reading, and doesn’t surprise me one bit, as it’s exactly what has happened to me!

Disappearing patients

I am due a scan in about a week, but I have heard nothing from the hospital. It is looking like they don’t wish to see me any more, since I gave up ‘their’ treatment and decided to go my own way! This, on one level, is okay with me, but when you really think about it, it is quite disgusting.

I believe many patients go their own way and are well for many many years, and so you would think that the Hospital would want to know these patients outcomes, the one’s they have spent hundreds of thousands of pounds on…You would also think that they would want to talk to these patients and ask them how they ‘cured’ themselves so that they could conduct research into it and so help other people who have cancer.

Apparently not…

I certainly do not intend to let this go. I will be in touch with the Head of cancer services at the hospital and ask for a meeting to discuss this issue, and, unlike my last meeting with them, I am not going to let it go quite so easily.

I am very angry about this situation, not for myself, but for other people both now, and in the future, who are diagnosed with cancer. Most people think that the NHS are in the business of trying to cure people from cancer, but if that were the case then surely they would be interested in a whole variety of ‘cures’ and not just the one that they currently ‘push’ which has very limited success (by their own admission!)

I know exactly what will happen when I have the meeting with Cancer services – they will say that it was an ‘oversight’ or an administrative error, and that of course they were going to send me an appointment in due course,…and I, of course, will believe them! (Not!)……

Fame At Last….

As I have said in my previous blogs, I started taking Low Dose Naltrexone in the Summer, and it is through taking this that I believe my tumours have shrunk. I regularly looked on the LDN research Trust website and I recently got an email asking for help with their research on LDN use for cancer. I was more than happy to help and so contacted them earlier this week. They said they would like to conduct a telephone interview and I was happy to oblige.

Now, I may be a bit naive, but I had no idea they were going to record the interview until the woman called me. I suddenly became a little nervous, but nevertheless took a deep breath and got on with it. She has also asked me to write my ‘story’ and send in a photograph to be included on their website. I am more than happy to do this as I would very much like to help in spreading the word about LDN and it’s many uses. Towards the end of our telephone conversation she asked me if I would consider taking part in a TV documentary that they are making about LDN and cancer early next year. As anyone who knows me will testify, I am quite a reserved person, and so my instinctive reaction was to politely decline. However, this is too important and I feel so strongly that information regarding LDN should be made more widespread, that I agreed. Whether anything will come of it I don’t know, but watch this space…!!

This is the best photo that I could find!!




Sums me up quite well I think!

WTF? Part 2



We settled down to watch ‘Stand Up 2 Cancer’ on Channel 4 last Friday night and were horrified when we realised that all donations were going to Cancer Research UK (CRUK). There are literally hundreds of cancer charities and yet the only one receiving money was the one that already gets the bulk of cancer donations.

Firstly, let me tell you a little about why I don’t like CRUK. If you look on their website you will see that they only put funds into chemotherapy/pharmaceuticals and they dismiss any ‘alternatives’. This, to my mind, is irresponsible and narrow. It seems that the only ‘cure’ they are interested in funding is the one supplied by big pharma. They won’t even look into other cures, and you have to ask yourself why?

Part of the answer to this question is the fact that representatives of the big pharmaceuticals sit on CRUK’s board.

CRUK are totally dismissive of anything other than pharmaceuticals and actively dissuade people from looking into other treatments/possible cures, even ones that have a LOT of evidence. A much better charity is ‘Yes To Life’ who help fund natural and alternative cures with or without conventional treatment.

Let me put it another way…


“Please donate to help find a cure…

For a £600 donation to Yes To Life you could help save the life of someone with stage 3+ cancer. This would provide the medicine necessary to potentially secure a cure for this person. So consider your donation carefully.

Alternatively you could give your donation to a £700 billion industry aimed primarily at exterminating cancer by licensed drugs. In reality they will support people to die from THEIR drugs and procedures, whilst extending the ‘patient’s’ life by an average of 3 months.

As I say, consider your donation carefully…”


I am certainly not the only one thinking this way. Linus Pauling PhD (2x noble prize winner) argues that ‘everyone should know that most cancer research is largely a fraud and that the major cancer research organisations are derelict in their duties to the people that support them.’

It is also true that CRUK already know how to prevent cancer but they are not interested in preventing it, only in finding a ‘cure’. As Dr Robert Sharpe says,  ‘in our culture treating disease is enormously profitable, preventing is not.’

CRUK received £460,000,000 last year of which £130,000,000 was actually spent on generating these funds. A further 2.5 million was paid to management of the charity. Total scammed = £132.5 million!!

I would love there to be a day when all cancer is irradicated, that day can not come soon enough, BUT I don’t believe that CRUK will play any part in this…

Has anyone seen my positivity?




It was only a matter or a couple of weeks ago that I was feeling uber positive and very upbeat, whereas the last few days I have been feeling the very opposite 😦 It doesn’t take a genius to work out the reason for this – the bloody British weather and the changing of the season! It was lovely for a few days last week and I felt fine, but just two days of torrential rain and gale force winds has sent me in a downward spiral.

Several years ago I used to suffer quite badly from Seasonal Affective Disorder, and I’d hoped I’d seen the last of those days. I’m hoping this is just a ‘blip’ and I’ll be back to my old self again soon. I certainly hope that I don’t continue to feel like this, or else it’s going to be a very long Winter. I guess the problems I mentioned in my two previous posts have something to do with it too – living so far away from friends and family, and, living so far away from the nearest town. Although I am driving again, I have only made it as far as Tavistock so far, which is a half hour drive right over the moor. Dartmoor has a reputation for very changeable weather, so it is a little daunting to get into the car in these conditions. I suppose I could get a bus to Exeter, but the weather doesn’t inspire me to leave the house on days like this.

Because of these feelings, the thought of moving has come into my head. Even as I write those words I realise how contrary I am being. I love Dartmoor and the surrounding countryside and I really like our house. The children are settled and enjoying their clubs, so another move and it’s associated upheaval really doesn’t sound like the best idea. I have always had itchy feet, even when I am happy somewhere, always on the look out for the next chapter, the next adventure and to go to pastures new. My dream would be to get a camper van and just take off and never settle anywhere, but when you have two children, limited funds and a whole lot of ‘stuff’ this is easier said than done!

I really hate feeling like I have the last few days, so I am aware that I am going to have to do something about it. More meditation maybe? A long walk (albeit in the rain!)? Maybe ring a friend for a catch-up? I know I can’t afford to be low and stressed as it is so bad for my health, so I will take action to try to lift my mood. When all said and done, I know I am not going to be the only one feeling like this at the moment. Even though we haven’t had the greatest of Summers’ in terms of weather, it is still difficult to adjust to the nights closing in and the weather becoming colder.

Luckily, I have two little rays of sunshine who, as we speak, are busy compiling their Christmas lists with looks of wonder in their eyes. No matter how I am feeling, just looking into their excited little eyes cheers me up and forces me to take action to stop feeling so bloody sorry for myself. It’s Boot’s Birthday on Friday and we are going to see some friends in Bridport, so that is something to look forward to. There is also our trip to London coming up.  I am very lucky and I must hang onto that and not let a few miserable days of rain send me spiralling into despair.

Like every other British person, I will get used to the changing of the season…Whoop whoop, Christmas here we come…!!!

My Regime


Listed below are the supplements and measures I take to shrink my tumours in a natural way…

Graviola x6        Also know as sousop, it grows in the rainforests of Asia, Africa and South America.

Bosswellier x2   Also known as Indian frankincense

Curcumin x2      Active ingredient in turmeric

vitamin D x4 800iu

Grapeseed extract x2   Contains antioxidants

D.I.P x2                           Daily Immune Protection

Baking soda and lemon juice in water x2

30 apricot kernals per day or Apricot kernal tablets 1000mg a day

LDN 4.5ml at night       Low dose naltrexone

Sweet wormwood and Iron


Bitter melon


I eat only organic vegetables, especially leafy green vegetables such as spinach and kale.

I do not eat any sugar or dairy and very few carbs.

I exercise for 30 minutes every day. Included in this is 15 minutes on the trampoline, as this has been shown to help in breast cancer cases.

I try to stay positive, as I really believe that this is important.

There is also a lot of evidence about the effectiveness of cannabis oil…..