When I first discovered the unidentified object was the dreaded C I decided to name it Colin because I didn’t want to speak that horrible world and I I’d never met a pleasant Colin in my life, so apologies to any Colins out there who happen to be nice but it is my alien and I can name it what I like!  Talking of doing what I like, the fact that I can do what I like and just blame Colin is one of the very few bonuses of the diagnosis, it is quite liberating.  Anyway Colin is in my left breast and a few of my bones and I am doing everything I can to keep it at bay and hopefully eradicate it!