It seems that things always come in threes. In the last few months three people close to me have health scares with the C word mentioned. One turned out clear, the other two were early enough stage that the cancer was operable. But it does make you realise just how powerless you are to do anything constructive.

So I took the hint and signed up to the Shitbox Rally, which raises money for the Cancer Council to continue work on researching treatments for cancer. The rally itself involves getting from Brisbane on the 21st of May to Darwin on the 28th via the back roads, though ‘roads’ may be too strong a description. The snag is, your car must be worth $1000 or less. The snag also is the 7 croc infested river crossings… breaking down mid stream is not an option.

I’m doing it with my brother, a paramedic from back in York. If you think that beating cancer is a good idea, or if you’re just curious how long two poms would survive driving a banger through the Outback, please consider donating at Yorkshire Puddings Shitbox Rally. Let’s hope my brother’s Ambo training doesn’t come in useful…!