"Let's walk all over Cancer!"  - Cancer Research UK

"Let’s beat cancer sooner." - Cancer Research UK

This September, I will be partaking in the Shinewalk. It's a half-marathon night walk, so that's about 4-5 hours of putting one lump of toes in front of the other. Considering how absolutely hideous cancer is, chemo is and everything else about Cancer is plus how little we still know about cures and prevention, this walk is the least I can do. And you can do even less than that by pulling out your bank card or phone...

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[You don't even need to find your wallet, you could just text NEAS66 £5 to 70070.]

Some factoids: 
Every year around 9,100 people in the UK are diagnosed with a brain tumour. But they can sometimes be hard to treat and around 4,900 people lose their life to the disease every year.  The good news is that, in children, brain tumour survival has almost doubled since the late 1960’s.  But unfortunately less progress has been seen in adults.  Cancer Research UK is a major funder of brain tumour research in the UK and we want to see a day when this disease is cured.

So, by sponsoring me you can help more people survive brain cancer. Every pound you donate really does make a difference towards the work into diagnosing and treating brain tumours – so please sponsor me now!

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“I’ve taken to long-distance walking as a means of dissolving the mechanised matrix which compresses the space-time continuum, and decouples human from physical geography. So this isn’t walking for leisure -- that would be merely frivolous, or even for exercise -- which would be tedious. No, to underscore the seriousness of my project I like a walk which takes me to a meeting or an assignment; that way I can drag other people into my eotechnical world view. ‘How was your journey?’ they say. ‘Not bad,’ I reply. ‘Take long?’ they enquire. ‘About ten hours,’ I admit. ‘I walked here.’ My interlocutor goggles at me; if he took ten hours to get here, they’re undoubtedly thinking, will the meeting have to go on for twenty? As Emile Durkheim so sagely observed, a society’s space-time perceptions are a function of its social rhythm and its territory. So, by walking to the business meeting I have disrupted it just as surely as if I’d appeared stark naked with a peacock’s tail fanning out from my buttocks while mouthing Symbolist poetry.” 
― Will Self, Psychogeography: