This is a subject very close to my heart. My wife, Mags, was diagnosed with breast cancer for the second time two weeks after we met. Long story short, we decided to live life to the full. We travelled, partied, loved, lived, cried, went to chemo sessions, made lifelong friends, travelled the world for a cure (she was a bit alternative!), comforted and eventually let go. I spent a week at her bedside. She died in September 2002. She was 49 years old and I spent the best five years of my life with her and she taught me so much about living life. So now, in memory of my Maggie, I volunteer as a partner councillor for Breast Cancer Care, talking to people - mostly men but some women - whose partners are dealing with breast cancer. There are easier ways of spending your evenings & weekends but nothing as satisfying.