A moment that changed me: I was heading for disaster on the Greek version of Strictly. Then instinct kicked in

I was gripped by fear, aching all over – and still recovering from cancer treatment. But Dancing With the Stars was a joyous celebration of survival It was an invitation I accepted in a moment of madness – and, over the next three months, regretted many times a day.
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