Somerset woman with a double mastectomy walks topless for charity

A woman who underwent a double mastectomy after having breast cancer several times has walked topless to raise money for cancer research charities. Julia James, 55, from Weare in Somerset, completed a fundraiser walk at Blenheim Palace. The 55-year-old driving instructor, was first diagnosed more than ten years ago, and has had cancer three times in total. She said: "I hope to be a campaigner for other women with cancer and continue to share my story to support others."If you have been affected by the issues raised in this story you can visit the BBC Action Line for support.

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