Standup comedy must have been the furthest thing from Sarah Mills’ mind as she awaited some ominous test results in 2018. The diagnosis was life-altering: stage three bowel cancer, caught just in time, if also three years late. But then the comedy kicked back in. “Even the way I got told that I have cancer was funny,” says Mills. “They took me into a little side room and said [gravely]: ‘We’ve seen something angry-looking up your bum.’”
Mills had almost stopped performing standup entirely by then but found that “the jokes start to write themselves. It’s a comedic gift.”
