There are times in life when you just have to bear humiliation with a sense of humour - and the day I stepped out of a swimming pool wearing my new bathing suit with a built-in false bra was one of them. Five years ago, my daughter and I had been invited to join one of her school friends and her mum for a break at their villa in the South of France. The villa had a pool and my daughter, who was just starting to be body-conscious, was keenly aware that, unlike most mums, I don't have a bosom. This is because, ten years ago, when I had breast cancer and a mastectomy, I decided on the healthier choice - to have no further surgery, reconstructive or otherwise. Cancer survivor Koo Stark is now growing old not only gracefully but supremely gratefully So, not wanting to draw attention to myself for my daughter's sake, off I trotted to Rigby & Peller, corsetiere to Her Majesty, to buy a decorous one-piece with artfully constructed prosthetic breasts. I felt pleased with my el