My cousin and his wife kindly sent me a gift card for an art supply shop, as a "get well" present when I was first diagnosed. I ended up spending it on a variety of paint markers, which I had never used before. I brought them with me to TYA to experiment, and had lots of fun. It was enjoyable to splash some colour on a drawing, and capture the brightness of TYA, which had lots of pops of green, purple and orange to break up the sterile whiteness of the place.

Here, a girl and her mother snack while waiting to be seen by the nurses. As so many of us had lost weight due to our illness, the staff were always encouraging us to eat. In the TYA lounge was a scrapbook featuring all the local restaurants and takeaways, with reviews left by patients. The nurses would often tell us about their favourite places to eat, too.

My favourites were the Italian restaurants. There were two proper sit-down ones, which also offered takeaway, and a cheaper cafe which mainly served takeaway lunches. The nurses would often pop over to see what my pasta of choice for the day was; my favourites were lasagne, canneloni and spaghetti pomodoro from the restaurants, or pesto from the cafe.

But there was also a restaurant which served Japanese and Korean food, which did excellent Katsu curry, Teriyaki, Gyoza and rice bowls; sadly, I discovered that they've recently shut down. There were a few fish and chip places around, a LEON - I became partial to their chicken nuggets - and plenty of sandwich shops.

I never got to try the street-food market, which offered grilled fish and quesadillas. There's also a Chinese on the back streets, which Dad tells me does very nice noodles. But due to the pandemic, I'm not allowed to bring visitors with me to treatment right now, so sadly, no more takeaway lunches for me...!

My cousin and his wife kindly sent me a gift card for an art supply shop, as a "get well" present when I was first diagnosed. I ended up spending it on a variety of paint markers, which I had never used before. I brought them with me to TYA to experiment, and had lots of fun. It was enjoyable to splash some colour on a drawing, and capture the brightness of TYA, which had lots of pops of green, purple and orange to break up the sterile whiteness of the place.

Here, a girl and her mother snack while waiting to be seen by the nurses. As so many of us had lost weight due to our illness, the staff were always encouraging us to eat. In the TYA lounge was a scrapbook featuring all the local restaurants and takeaways, with reviews left by patients. The nurses would often tell us about their favourite places to eat, too.

My favourites were the Italian restaurants. There were two proper sit-down ones, which also offered takeaway, and a cheaper cafe which mainly served takeaway lunches. The nurses would often pop over to see what my pasta of choice for the day was; my favourites were lasagne, canneloni and spaghetti pomodoro from the restaurants, or pesto from the cafe.

But there was also a restaurant which served Japanese and Korean food, which did excellent Katsu curry, Teriyaki, Gyoza and rice bowls; sadly, I discovered that they've recently shut down. There were a few fish and chip places around, a LEON - I became partial to their chicken nuggets - and plenty of sandwich shops.

I never got to try the street-food market, which offered grilled fish and quesadillas. There's also a Chinese on the back streets, which Dad tells me does very nice noodles. But due to the pandemic, I'm not allowed to bring visitors with me to treatment right now, so sadly, no more takeaway lunches for me...!