Love Island. Love Island, horrifyingly so, is how I’m starting this weeks’ blog post. Love Island?! Porquoi, Gareth? Didn’t you find its narcissism, psychopathy and all-consuming cacophony of bullsh*t to be the very essence of what is wrong with the world – famine, corporate greed, terrorism? You’d be very much correct were you to pose such a question to me, because after all, I am an extremely judgemental bastard. But step inside that steaming pile of excrement, and delve deep, deep inside the rotting, black heart of ITV’s flagship reality catastrophe, and what you will find is, essentially, a story of relationships, emotional hardship and the endless pursuit of happiness. Which is where, i
Gareth W. Dunn
Hi, my name's Gareth, and I'm blogging about living with incurable cancer to raise money for Cancer Research UK before I pop my clogs. Take a look at my first post for some background, if you like. I'm totally hilarious, so it's worth a read, promise.
This blog is dedicated to my dearly departed friends, and two wonderful people taken before their time, James Averill and Sara Djoudi. Please give what you can!