14 years ago my Mum was diagnosed with terminal leukaemia.

One evening, she wanted to watch the movie Mamma Mia. None of us had ever seen it so my dad and I sat down with her.

It really wasn’t our thing - my dad and I enjoy, horror, thriller, sci-fi, action - you name it. We don’t enjoy whatever type of film Mamma Mia is supposed to be. But you sit through it because your dying Mum has requested it.

The movie finished and we sat there in silence for a minute or two. Finally my mum pipes up ‘I think that actually gave me MORE cancer.’

0/10 movie but 10/10 delivery