I laughed and I cried. The strength shines through in the whole book and the honesty. A fantastic woman.
Touching and honest...It may be packed with heartfelt emotion, but don't expect to be wiping your eyes every time you turn the page - Lynda's cheeky humour is woven through every chapter. It's the perfect memoir from a much-missed star.
Moving and inspirational. A fitting memorial to an amazing woman.
Lynda's book is chirpy, positive, magnificently sane and, paradoxically reassuring.
Her brilliantly titled book, There's Something I've Been Dying to Tell You, charts the unravelling of that delusion, and her determination to wrest a meaningful life out of sudden chaos. By turns, it is riotous, deeply serious, practical and sad. Reading it is like being at her kitchen table with a glass of wine to hand. Not just listening to the expletives of pain or the dawning of reality, but rooting for her when the treatment appears to be working, sharing her fears as her life expectation dwindles, and rocking with laughter at the absurdities that go with having the "least sexy" cancer of them all. Her description of the mechanics of dealing with a stoma bag in the ladies' at Buckingham Palace, when she accepted her OBE in March, reads like a comedy script.
Bellingham has started a necessary conversation where often there is silence. The rest of us look on at these extraordinary people and wonder how we ourselves would manage. I am so grateful that such people are speaking out, now while they can.
The actress bore no bones about sharing some of the most intimate details about her bowel cancer, and did so with admirable honesty.
The rawness of their situation is undeniably distressing, but what leaps from the pages is Lynda's stoicism and determination not to let sadness destroy her spirit.