In July 2009 my Granda passed away from cancer just three weeks after doctors discovered that he was suffering from the disease. This came as a massive shock to my family and me.

I started to think about the number of people that cancer affects worldwide. I decided to try to turn my grief into a positive thing by creating a project that would benefit those people. A keen artist from a young age, I began drawing realistic portraits in 2006. My Granda always spoke very highly of my work and this seemed the perfect reason to put my artwork to good use.

I came up with the idea of creating a book of portrait drawings and stories of those affected by cancer.

What is

I posted bulletins on various social networking sites with the details of my project, hoping people would like to be involved. I received a great response from people as far as France, Spain and the USA who sent me their photographs to be drawn. Creative Against Cancer is the end result. The aim of this book is to highlight the fact that no matter what a person looks like or their nationality, anyone can be touched by cancer in some way. I hope that reading these stories will help others dealing with the loss of a loved one, in knowing that they’re not alone. I also hope that the survival stories will bring hope to those living with cancer at present. Thank you for buying Creative Against Cancer. In doing so, you are helping to save lives. All proceeds from the sale of this book are being donated to Cancer Research UK.

- Stacey Campbell

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In July 2009 my Granda passed away from cancer just three weeks after doctors discovered that he was suffering from the disease. This came as a massive shock to my family and me.

I started to think about the number of people that cancer affects worldwide. I decided to try to turn my grief into a positive thing by creating a project that would benefit those people. A keen artist from a young age, I began drawing realistic portraits in 2006. My Granda always spoke very highly of my work and this seemed the perfect reason to put my artwork to good use.

I came up with the idea of creating a book of portrait drawings and stories of those affected by cancer.

What is

I posted bulletins on various social networking sites with the details of my project, hoping people would like to be involved. I received a great response from people as far as France, Spain and the USA who sent me their photographs to be drawn. Creative Against Cancer is the end result. The aim of this book is to highlight the fact that no matter what a person looks like or their nationality, anyone can be touched by cancer in some way. I hope that reading these stories will help others dealing with the loss of a loved one, in knowing that they’re not alone. I also hope that the survival stories will bring hope to those living with cancer at present. Thank you for buying Creative Against Cancer. In doing so, you are helping to save lives. All proceeds from the sale of this book are being donated to Cancer Research UK.

- Stacey Campbell

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Losing Dad left a big space in our lives, but together we are coping. He was a wonderful Husband to my Mam, a great Father-in-Law and Granda, and he was the best Dad we could have wished for. He has left us so many memories and I am so proud to have been his Daughter. You are in our thoughts and our hearts always and we love and miss you so much Dad. From your Loving Daughter, Susan and Family xxxx R.I.P

PS. My Dad always told my daughter Stacey she would do something special with her drawings. He would be so proud of this book she has done to raise money for Cancer which affects so many families. xxxx

My Dad was a very special person in our lives. He was a hard working family man. He was kind, funny and very caring to all the family. He absolutely adored my Mam.

Dad became poorly in 2009 with a chest infection, by March he had shingles. He wasn’t getting any better and by June he was in agony with the pain he had been suffering.

On Thursday June 18th he was taken into hospital. After lots of tests and scans in the first week of July we were told my Dad had two types of Cancer. It was terminal. We were devastated.

My two Sisters, my Brother, Mam and myself stayed with Dad in the side ward he was in for three weeks, helping to look after him until he died on July 30th.

We are a strong family because of Mam and Dad, but it has been very hard.

Losing Dad left a big space in our lives, but together we are coping. He was a wonderful Husband to my Mam, a great Father-in-Law and Granda, and he was the best Dad we could have wished for. He has left us so many memories and I am so proud to have been his Daughter. You are in our thoughts and our hearts always and we love and miss you so much Dad. From your Loving Daughter, Susan and Family xxxx R.I.P

PS. My Dad always told my daughter Stacey she would do something special with her drawings. He would be so proud of this book she has done to raise money for Cancer which affects so many families. xxxx

My Dad was a very special person in our lives. He was a hard working family man. He was kind, funny and very caring to all the family. He absolutely adored my Mam.

Dad became poorly in 2009 with a chest infection, by March he had shingles. He wasn’t getting any better and by June he was in agony with the pain he had been suffering.

On Thursday June 18th he was taken into hospital. After lots of tests and scans in the first week of July we were told my Dad had two types of Cancer. It was terminal. We were devastated.

My two Sisters, my Brother, Mam and myself stayed with Dad in the side ward he was in for three weeks, helping to look after him until he died on July 30th.

We are a strong family because of Mam and Dad, but it has been very hard.

In loving memory of Ian

Died 24.02.95Diagnosed with Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma in 1987Born 02.02.49

For my Dear Husband Ian,

From early morning until silent night you are forever in my heart.

You always put family first and I still miss talking to you and your loving support. I miss you everyday.

You loved life and never gave up hope. Always joking - Always smiling. Knowing you and the love you gave me made me a stronger person and this I cherish. If memories can keep us together then we are never far apart.

Thank you Ian for all the memories. - Your loving wife Doreen x

Time may pass and wounds may heal, but our memories do not fade,your tragic loss our hearts do still bemoan.

Your essence and soul remains within us, Forever nurturing and nourishing all that we are and all that we will be.

For your wit alone our hearts still weep, And tis a great shame our guiding light was taken.

The time you had, for all too short, could not have been more sweet.

- All our love, your Daughter Karen and Son Paul

In loving memory of Ian

Died 24.02.95Diagnosed with Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma in 1987Born 02.02.49

For my Dear Husband Ian,

From early morning until silent night you are forever in my heart.

You always put family first and I still miss talking to you and your loving support. I miss you everyday.

You loved life and never gave up hope. Always joking - Always smiling. Knowing you and the love you gave me made me a stronger person and this I cherish. If memories can keep us together then we are never far apart.

Thank you Ian for all the memories. - Your loving wife Doreen x

Time may pass and wounds may heal, but our memories do not fade,your tragic loss our hearts do still bemoan.

Your essence and soul remains within us, Forever nurturing and nourishing all that we are and all that we will be.

For your wit alone our hearts still weep, And tis a great shame our guiding light was taken.

The time you had, for all too short, could not have been more sweet.

- All our love, your Daughter Karen and Son Paul

Dear Richard,“A journey is best measured in

friends rather than miles.”

If that is true then we have been around the world together.

Thanks for letting me be your

friend, Paul.

I will always be grateful for the time I had with Richard.

He meant so much to me and made me a stronger person.

I will love him forever and always

miss him, love fiancée Vicky x

A special son. A loving and caring person never thinking of himself, always putting others first. He touched so many people’s hearts

leaving behind beautiful memories to treasure.

He will always be loved and never forgotten by everyone who knew him.

We are a broken hearted, but very proud, Mam and Dad.

You never knew you were my hero, everything I want to be. I am

so proud of the way you fought through life, never giving up.

Rest now until we meet again. Love you,

your little sister, Mandy.

Dear Richard,“A journey is best measured in

friends rather than miles.”

If that is true then we have been around the world together.

Thanks for letting me be your

friend, Paul.

I will always be grateful for the time I had with Richard.

He meant so much to me and made me a stronger person.

I will love him forever and always

miss him, love fiancée Vicky x

A special son. A loving and caring person never thinking of himself, always putting others first. He touched so many people’s hearts

leaving behind beautiful memories to treasure.

He will always be loved and never forgotten by everyone who knew him.

We are a broken hearted, but very proud, Mam and Dad.

You never knew you were my hero, everything I want to be. I am

so proud of the way you fought through life, never giving up.

Rest now until we meet again. Love you,

your little sister, Mandy.

Marc, USA

I know so many people whose lives have been affected by cancer. I’ve lost my paternal Grandad and countless relatives on my Mother’s side of the family. Both

of my parents have had cancer (breast and skin) and recovered successfully.

This is a picture of my Mother. She was diagnosed with breast cancer in November 2008. She has had a terrible time of it with infections and botched

surgical operations. She still suffers to this day with the after-effects. Thankfully she recovered but some of her friends whom she met through chemotherapy

have sadly passed away.

- Rachael Heron, Liverpool, UK

SURVIVOR

Marc, USA

I know so many people whose lives have been affected by cancer. I’ve lost my paternal Grandad and countless relatives on my Mother’s side of the family. Both

of my parents have had cancer (breast and skin) and recovered successfully.

This is a picture of my Mother. She was diagnosed with breast cancer in November 2008. She has had a terrible time of it with infections and botched

surgical operations. She still suffers to this day with the after-effects. Thankfully she recovered but some of her friends whom she met through chemotherapy

have sadly passed away.

- Rachael Heron, Liverpool, UK

SURVIVOR

CANCER canstrike atany age...

When I was in the 5th grade, I lost my Aunt to breast cancer. I wasn’t very close to her but it still had a lasting imprint on me.

When I was about fifteen, I found that breast cancer runs heavily on both sides of my family. Most of my Aunts have had small cases of it and one of my closest Aunts had a double mastectomy. Shortly after my ninteenth birthday, I was diagnosed. Lucky for me, we caught it early on and were able to remove the lumps before it could get too bad.

I’ll never forget that feeling and how scared I was. I feel for every woman who has it or has lost someone they love too.

- Ashli Morris, Georgia, U.S.A.

CANCER canstrike atany age...

When I was in the 5th grade, I lost my Aunt to breast cancer. I wasn’t very close to her but it still had a lasting imprint on me.

When I was about fifteen, I found that breast cancer runs heavily on both sides of my family. Most of my Aunts have had small cases of it and one of my closest Aunts had a double mastectomy. Shortly after my ninteenth birthday, I was diagnosed. Lucky for me, we caught it early on and were able to remove the lumps before it could get too bad.

I’ll never forget that feeling and how scared I was. I feel for every woman who has it or has lost someone they love too.

- Ashli Morris, Georgia, U.S.A.

The photograph has been on my nightstand for as long as I can remember and it means so much to me.

My Mum was diagnosed with cancer in 2007. She fell unconcious one morning and was taken to the hospital. The doctors found a seven and a half inch tumour on her left kidney.

My Mum had always been very stubborn before this and would never go to any doctor. She was stubborn and always thought she could cure everything herself. That’s why the cancer wasn’t discovered sooner.

The doctors said if she hadn’t visited the hospital that day, she’d have had an estimation of two weeks left to live. Luckily she underwent surgery straight away and the tumour was removed, along with her left kidney.

It’s now two years later and she’s doing great. I’m so glad to be one of the lucky ones whose relative survived cancer.

- Melanie, Germany.

This is a picture of me with my Mum about twenty-five years ago.

“When you feel like giving up, remember whyyou held on for so long in

the first place.”

The photograph has been on my nightstand for as long as I can remember and it means so much to me.

My Mum was diagnosed with cancer in 2007. She fell unconcious one morning and was taken to the hospital. The doctors found a seven and a half inch tumour on her left kidney.

My Mum had always been very stubborn before this and would never go to any doctor. She was stubborn and always thought she could cure everything herself. That’s why the cancer wasn’t discovered sooner.

The doctors said if she hadn’t visited the hospital that day, she’d have had an estimation of two weeks left to live. Luckily she underwent surgery straight away and the tumour was removed, along with her left kidney.

It’s now two years later and she’s doing great. I’m so glad to be one of the lucky ones whose relative survived cancer.

- Melanie, Germany.

This is a picture of me with my Mum about twenty-five years ago.

“When you feel like giving up, remember whyyou held on for so long in

the first place.”

In loving memory of a very special Husband, Father and Granda who lost his fight to cancer on May 6th 1996. We called him our “Superman”. Suffering from bladder cancer and also developing skin cancer he lost his fight after years of treatment at just 69 years old. Missed everyday and always in the hearts of his loving family and will never be forgotten..

- The Moralee Family, Sunderland UK

“This is the miracle that happens every timeto those who really love: the more they give,the more they possess” - Rainer Maria Rilke

Victoria Mary DaaboulMontreal, Canada

In loving memory of a very special Husband, Father and Granda who lost his fight to cancer on May 6th 1996. We called him our “Superman”. Suffering from bladder cancer and also developing skin cancer he lost his fight after years of treatment at just 69 years old. Missed everyday and always in the hearts of his loving family and will never be forgotten..

- The Moralee Family, Sunderland UK

“This is the miracle that happens every timeto those who really love: the more they give,the more they possess” - Rainer Maria Rilke

Victoria Mary DaaboulMontreal, Canada

170406I kissed you by the quiet bridge and I stillRemember every syllable that,Rolled from the tip of your tongue into me,And slept there all night.You turned away without looking back,But I stared till you were out of sight,If only I could handle the words to scream,But you’d stolen everything.

So long,So long,I’m gonna miss you, now you’re gone.So long,So long.I cannot follow where you’ve gone.

I hit a spiral of decline when you went,And there’s no coming back from that.I’m stuck at the bottom of Hell and I know,I’ll be here for a long time.

Shit, I never knew what it felt like to miss someone this badly,Please cut out a little bit of you for me to steal.Your hair was beautiful ... ... for Sonia Dwelly x x xBy Elliot House, UK.

170406I kissed you by the quiet bridge and I stillRemember every syllable that,Rolled from the tip of your tongue into me,And slept there all night.You turned away without looking back,But I stared till you were out of sight,If only I could handle the words to scream,But you’d stolen everything.

So long,So long,I’m gonna miss you, now you’re gone.So long,So long.I cannot follow where you’ve gone.

I hit a spiral of decline when you went,And there’s no coming back from that.I’m stuck at the bottom of Hell and I know,I’ll be here for a long time.

Shit, I never knew what it felt like to miss someone this badly,Please cut out a little bit of you for me to steal.Your hair was beautiful ... ... for Sonia Dwelly x x xBy Elliot House, UK.

My Grandmother’s name was Yvette but we used to call

her Mamyvette.

She died of cancer in November 2009 after several years of illness.

She fought against it really hard and was always smiling and joking about it even on the hardest days. Losing her was, and still is, something difficult but I try to only keep in mind all the good days we spent together.

- Clémentine Machon, France.

My Grandmother’s name was Yvette but we used to call

her Mamyvette.

She died of cancer in November 2009 after several years of illness.

She fought against it really hard and was always smiling and joking about it even on the hardest days. Losing her was, and still is, something difficult but I try to only keep in mind all the good days we spent together.

- Clémentine Machon, France.

Bobby passed away from cancer in 2005.

His picture was submitted by Sunderland born Olympic boxer,

Tony Jeffries, who Bobby coached for many years.

Bobby passed away from cancer in 2005.

His picture was submitted by Sunderland born Olympic boxer,

Tony Jeffries, who Bobby coached for many years.

Lain Rosier

I’ve only known him the short thirteen years of my life but every moment I spent with him, now means much more than it ever did.

He got married a few short months ago and I’m sure that time will always be in all our minds: when he was happy.

He also had a great passion for horses; as all male Jones’ do. The little boy caked in mud in all the family photos has now grown up but inside he’s still the same.

There really isn’t much more I can say. I honestly didn’t know my Uncle Terry very well but he will be sadly missed amongst friends and family. He will always have a place in all our hearts.

I love you, Terry. Wherever you are x

- Alex.

Lain’s Aunt has breast cancer

Lain Rosier

I’ve only known him the short thirteen years of my life but every moment I spent with him, now means much more than it ever did.

He got married a few short months ago and I’m sure that time will always be in all our minds: when he was happy.

He also had a great passion for horses; as all male Jones’ do. The little boy caked in mud in all the family photos has now grown up but inside he’s still the same.

There really isn’t much more I can say. I honestly didn’t know my Uncle Terry very well but he will be sadly missed amongst friends and family. He will always have a place in all our hearts.

I love you, Terry. Wherever you are x

- Alex.

Lain’s Aunt has breast cancer

My Mum, Eileen Burns, was diagnosed with lung cancer. After an eighteen month battle she sadly died aged 57 years on 20th October 2009.She was kind, funny, and an all round lovelylady and is loved and missed by everyone she knew.R.I.P Mum, I love you forever!

- Heather Kenyon-Burns, aged 15North-West England

Original photograph by Tom Barnes

My Mum, Eileen Burns, was diagnosed with lung cancer. After an eighteen month battle she sadly died aged 57 years on 20th October 2009.She was kind, funny, and an all round lovelylady and is loved and missed by everyone she knew.R.I.P Mum, I love you forever!

- Heather Kenyon-Burns, aged 15North-West England

Original photograph by Tom Barnes

A loving tribute to a

My husband Brian was diagnosed with bowel and liver cancer on October 8th 2009, his sixty-seventh birthday. Up until the diagnosis Brian’s only symp-tom was lethargy. We were referred to the Oncology department and Brian was advised to undergo Chemotherapy, which he commenced November 23rd.

Brian was eager to begin as he was hoping it would give him extra months or even a year to spend with his beloved family. However, this was not to be. Brian did not tolerate the chemotherapy very well, resulting in an eight day stay to remove excess fluid from the abdomen. The hospital stay was over the Christmas period and I was allowed to bring Brian home for the day, all the family came round for lunch and tea. When I took Brian back to the hospital, he smiled and said “I’ve had a wonderful day”.

This meant the world to my Sons and myself.

Brian came home on New Year’s Eve. During the next few weeks Brian’s condition gradually deteriorated but he never complained. Brian was always smiling and an inspiration to us all.

The family was fortunate to be able to nurse Brian at home with the support of Doctors, Nurses and family friends. Brian finally succumbed to the can-cer at 4:16am on 6/3/10, surrounded by his loving family who were telling him how much they had loved him and what a wonderful loving Husband and Father he had been.

On March 12th, the day of his funeral, the chapel was packed. Standing room only. A testimony to a wonderful man and a fine example to everyone he has left behind.

From loving wife, Shirley x

wonderful Husband and Father.

A loving tribute to a

My husband Brian was diagnosed with bowel and liver cancer on October 8th 2009, his sixty-seventh birthday. Up until the diagnosis Brian’s only symp-tom was lethargy. We were referred to the Oncology department and Brian was advised to undergo Chemotherapy, which he commenced November 23rd.

Brian was eager to begin as he was hoping it would give him extra months or even a year to spend with his beloved family. However, this was not to be. Brian did not tolerate the chemotherapy very well, resulting in an eight day stay to remove excess fluid from the abdomen. The hospital stay was over the Christmas period and I was allowed to bring Brian home for the day, all the family came round for lunch and tea. When I took Brian back to the hospital, he smiled and said “I’ve had a wonderful day”.

This meant the world to my Sons and myself.

Brian came home on New Year’s Eve. During the next few weeks Brian’s condition gradually deteriorated but he never complained. Brian was always smiling and an inspiration to us all.

The family was fortunate to be able to nurse Brian at home with the support of Doctors, Nurses and family friends. Brian finally succumbed to the can-cer at 4:16am on 6/3/10, surrounded by his loving family who were telling him how much they had loved him and what a wonderful loving Husband and Father he had been.

On March 12th, the day of his funeral, the chapel was packed. Standing room only. A testimony to a wonderful man and a fine example to everyone he has left behind.

From loving wife, Shirley x

wonderful Husband and Father.

Amber USA

In 1983 I was diagnosed with a Hodgkin's Lymphoma which was treated with four weeks radiotherapy.

The Lymphoma returned in 1986 and I underwent six months chemotherapy as a day patient. In November 1988 I was diagnosed with a Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma and

had three weeks radiotherapy, again as a day patient. I then found another lump and required five months chemotherapy starting January 1989.

Twenty years on I remain cancer free.

Amber USA

In 1983 I was diagnosed with a Hodgkin's Lymphoma which was treated with four weeks radiotherapy.

The Lymphoma returned in 1986 and I underwent six months chemotherapy as a day patient. In November 1988 I was diagnosed with a Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma and

had three weeks radiotherapy, again as a day patient. I then found another lump and required five months chemotherapy starting January 1989.

Twenty years on I remain cancer free.

Dear Grandmas, I have really missed you all my life. I wish you could be by my side to teach me how to live in this crazy world.

Dear Auntie Magda and Uncle Manolo, I am so sorry for not spending more time with you. I'm so sorry I never told you I loved you. I wish we could relive it all again so I could show you how important you are to me.

Dear Uncle Menchu, I miss you, I miss you so much. I thought you would be with me all my life. What am I going to do on my wedding day without you?

I can feel you near, I always have.

I love you all. Take care of us, there in Heaven. I miss you."

- Laura. Originally from Spain. Now living in L.A.

I have never had to deal with cancer and never thought I would have to, until February 2008. My Mam was diagnosed with breast cancer. It felt like the world was going to end.

I got the call when I was at work. I seemed to go into a trance and had to be taken off section. Everyone else seemed to react in a similar way when I told them what was wrong. No-one knows what to say or do. At home nothing seemed real, all a very bad dream that I couldn’t wake up from. The worst of it was not knowing what to say to my Mam to comfort her. It got worse, especially when her hair started falling out after having chemotherapy. She also suffered from pains in her arm after radiotherapy, however, she did respond well to the treatment. Just when we thought things were starting to look up and become normal, bang! Here it came again. This time it was my cousin’s Husband. In November 2008 he was diagnosed with cancer of the mouth and throat. He was only thirty-six years old. He had an intense course of radiotherapy and was told he had the all clear.

A few months later doctors discovered that the cancer had returned, only this time it was not only more aggressive but terminal. He only had a few months left to live. He passed away in the Summer of 2009, leaving behind his pregnant wife and their one year old son. Both of these little boys will not know their father, other than what they see on videos or what they are told about him. I know there are lots of stories about people fighting this disease but it never gets any easier. Once you yourself or someone close to you have been affected by cancer, you really seem to notice even more people around you are dealing with it too. It seems to be everywhere. Wherever you look, it seems to be staring you in the face. - Kate Nicholson, aged 25,

Sunderland, UK

“Wherever you look, it seems to be staring you in the face.”

lost loved ones... A letter to

Dear Grandmas, I have really missed you all my life. I wish you could be by my side to teach me how to live in this crazy world.

Dear Auntie Magda and Uncle Manolo, I am so sorry for not spending more time with you. I'm so sorry I never told you I loved you. I wish we could relive it all again so I could show you how important you are to me.

Dear Uncle Menchu, I miss you, I miss you so much. I thought you would be with me all my life. What am I going to do on my wedding day without you?

I can feel you near, I always have.

I love you all. Take care of us, there in Heaven. I miss you."

- Laura. Originally from Spain. Now living in L.A.

I have never had to deal with cancer and never thought I would have to, until February 2008. My Mam was diagnosed with breast cancer. It felt like the world was going to end.

I got the call when I was at work. I seemed to go into a trance and had to be taken off section. Everyone else seemed to react in a similar way when I told them what was wrong. No-one knows what to say or do. At home nothing seemed real, all a very bad dream that I couldn’t wake up from. The worst of it was not knowing what to say to my Mam to comfort her. It got worse, especially when her hair started falling out after having chemotherapy. She also suffered from pains in her arm after radiotherapy, however, she did respond well to the treatment. Just when we thought things were starting to look up and become normal, bang! Here it came again. This time it was my cousin’s Husband. In November 2008 he was diagnosed with cancer of the mouth and throat. He was only thirty-six years old. He had an intense course of radiotherapy and was told he had the all clear.

A few months later doctors discovered that the cancer had returned, only this time it was not only more aggressive but terminal. He only had a few months left to live. He passed away in the Summer of 2009, leaving behind his pregnant wife and their one year old son. Both of these little boys will not know their father, other than what they see on videos or what they are told about him. I know there are lots of stories about people fighting this disease but it never gets any easier. Once you yourself or someone close to you have been affected by cancer, you really seem to notice even more people around you are dealing with it too. It seems to be everywhere. Wherever you look, it seems to be staring you in the face. - Kate Nicholson, aged 25,

Sunderland, UK

“Wherever you look, it seems to be staring you in the face.”

lost loved ones... A letter to

Guest Art

by Karen Wells

Painting of the late actress, Farrah Fawcett, who passed away from cancer in June 2009.

You taught me how to knitAnd how to tie my shoes

Awarded, with traffic light lollipopsAnd other sweets too

Awaken by your prestige voiceYour delicate hands plaiting my hair

Looking through your big round glassesPossessing multiple pairs

Our famished bellies, replenished at 4:00pmOur eyes treated to comical faces

Beans for hair, ketchup for cheeksOur mouths craved for what we tastedDessert time we know what's coming

Your speciality, piece of ingenuityA taste so indescribable,

Bananas and custard! Pure clarityLong enchanting conversationsWhile brushing my Barbies mop

Exciting walks to different parksAnd right around the block

Originated from heavenWith your blonde curly locks

Wednesday night, bingo night!Out of the door with a glance at the clock

Back again the next daySequence repeating furthermoreA few memories we hold of you

That will stay with us forevermore

Love Megan (Age 15) xMandy, Paul and Lukas xxx

Our Nannan Dot

Guest Art

by Karen Wells

Painting of the late actress, Farrah Fawcett, who passed away from cancer in June 2009.

You taught me how to knitAnd how to tie my shoes

Awarded, with traffic light lollipopsAnd other sweets too

Awaken by your prestige voiceYour delicate hands plaiting my hair

Looking through your big round glassesPossessing multiple pairs

Our famished bellies, replenished at 4:00pmOur eyes treated to comical faces

Beans for hair, ketchup for cheeksOur mouths craved for what we tastedDessert time we know what's coming

Your speciality, piece of ingenuityA taste so indescribable,

Bananas and custard! Pure clarityLong enchanting conversationsWhile brushing my Barbies mop

Exciting walks to different parksAnd right around the block

Originated from heavenWith your blonde curly locks

Wednesday night, bingo night!Out of the door with a glance at the clock

Back again the next daySequence repeating furthermoreA few memories we hold of you

That will stay with us forevermore

Love Megan (Age 15) xMandy, Paul and Lukas xxx

Our Nannan Dot

Thank youWithout the following people, Creative Against Cancer would not have been possible. Thank you to everyone who shared their stories, pictures and positive quotations. I’m sure it wasn’t an easy thing to do but it was much appreciated. Thanks to the people who sent pictures that weren’t included in the final book: Cyrilla Equi (France), Sandy (France), Paul Geuy (Bellefontaine), Liz Swezey (New Jersey), Lauren Glen (UK), Georgie (Hitchin), Leonie Mcdonald (Sunderland), Delphine Wos (France), Coralie Di Bartolo (France), Olivia Young, Kieran Dellow, Amy Coxon. To anyone else who’s name I have missed, thank you. Thank you to my family for their support and involvement in this project. Thanks to Hayley for all her help. A massive thank you to everyone at ITV Fixers who has helped along the way. Special thanks to Lindsey and Lee. Jade Turnstill, Jen Walker for printing my letter in Rock Sound, Katie P for getting my letter printed in Kerrang Magazine. Thank you to all my friends for spreading the word about Creative Against Cancer. Thank you to the Bakery staff at Morrisons at Doxford Park for their kind words of support. David Passmore for his words of encouragement.

Thank you to Stephen Hutchinson for listening to my ideas and believing in me from the start.

Lastly a huge thank you to you, the reader, for buying this book. Together we have raised funds for Cancer Research UK so that hopefully in the future, people will no longer have to suffer this disease.

- Stacey Campbell

Thank youWithout the following people, Creative Against Cancer would not have been possible. Thank you to everyone who shared their stories, pictures and positive quotations. I’m sure it wasn’t an easy thing to do but it was much appreciated. Thanks to the people who sent pictures that weren’t included in the final book: Cyrilla Equi (France), Sandy (France), Paul Geuy (Bellefontaine), Liz Swezey (New Jersey), Lauren Glen (UK), Georgie (Hitchin), Leonie Mcdonald (Sunderland), Delphine Wos (France), Coralie Di Bartolo (France), Olivia Young, Kieran Dellow, Amy Coxon. To anyone else who’s name I have missed, thank you. Thank you to my family for their support and involvement in this project. Thanks to Hayley for all her help. A massive thank you to everyone at ITV Fixers who has helped along the way. Special thanks to Lindsey and Lee. Jade Turnstill, Jen Walker for printing my letter in Rock Sound, Katie P for getting my letter printed in Kerrang Magazine. Thank you to all my friends for spreading the word about Creative Against Cancer. Thank you to the Bakery staff at Morrisons at Doxford Park for their kind words of support. David Passmore for his words of encouragement.

Thank you to Stephen Hutchinson for listening to my ideas and believing in me from the start.

Lastly a huge thank you to you, the reader, for buying this book. Together we have raised funds for Cancer Research UK so that hopefully in the future, people will no longer have to suffer this disease.

- Stacey Campbell

When you feel like giving up, remember why you held on for so long in the first place.

Stacey Campbell is a talented young artist from Sunderland; she had the idea to put this book together as a tribute to her Granda who passed away from Cancer in 2009.

She posted requests for stories on social networking sites and in magazines and the huge response led to Stacey’s idea becoming a reality. The pictures and stories she chose form the pages of this book; they are stories of loss, stories of remembrance but also stories of hope.

‘My Dad always told my daughter Stacey she would do something special with her drawings. He would be so proud of this book she has done to raise money for Cancer which affects so many families.’ – Susan Campbell, Stacey’s Mam.

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All proceeds from this book willbe donated to Cancer Research UK