I will share where I met her another time, that is not important here. It's not even that important that we recognised each other immediately when we met again. My memory of her is that at the time, I was frustrated and wanted to Wolverine the whole scenario but she came over with a very gentle demeanour that had the most calming effect. I went and smoked my cancer, got myself together and came back calm. She intercepted the angry. Funny thing is, she said she remembered me as being very calm and gentle (thank you for the earth in my chart to damp the fire that rages at times #BOLLONCE). We got chatting. She said that I am like a proper old school Jamaican mom. In the conversation we got to silvers in our hair...and it transpired that she saw cancer off 10 years ago. Now that in and of itself is amazing and dear to my heart from losing my Nan to cancer and punk bitchass cancer threatening to take my friend from me (but she kicked it's arse too so fcuk you again you ole c