Arriving at the impressive building in Kent, I knew my week at Cystic Fibrosis was going to be different from the others. Having been with relatively small charities so far on my Nicest Job journey it's was going to be a learning curve for me being with one much bigger than the rest. I was with the Philanthropy and Strategic Partnerships team helping them with their efforts to raise £11m a year to help enable the charity to survive and contribute a fair whack of that to medical research.

Cystic Fibrosis trust is the only Cystic Fibrosis charity in the country, and thus in a very unique position. Interestingly enough there are only around 10,000 people in the UK with Cystic Fibrosis but the average life expectancy is 41 years old, a far cry from what it was in 1964 when the charity was founded; average life expectancy, 6.

One thing that really shocked me and I want to highlight is that people who live with Cystic Fibrosis have to be very careful of cross contamination. This basically means that two people with the condition are unable to be in the same room together. There are hundreds of different strains of Cystic Fibrosis and if somebody with the condition gets another strain of the condition is can be incredibly harmful to them. Thus, why the online community of people with the condition is so vibrant. I was amazed to see how many followers and shares that their Twitter and Facebook pages has because so many people living with Cystic Fibrosis live very isolated lives. It is the wonders of technology that bring these people together!

My first day flew by, helping scout out potential trust funds to apply for grants. It's a tough slog I have to say. Fundraising is a hard game and I take my hat off to all the amazing fundraisers out there who did this vital job day in, day out.

I began Tuesday morning slightly nervous, despite not showing it. I had been invited to present at the Cystic Fibrosis Head Office flash meeting, in front of all the staff and volunteers about my journey and time so far on the Nicest Job. I had spent hours on my presentation, constantly adding and changing things but soon enough, half past 11 rolled round and I was ready to go.

After that I was very grateful to have half an hour of the Chief Executives time, Ed Owen. A very humble man whose passion for the trust is apparent the moment you meet him. As the driving force behind the charity, he is keen to one day eradicate this life limiting condition.

The rest of my week flew by with me doing more research, trust letter writing & editing and finding appropriate info on Trusts and their Trustee's. It was eye opening to see the amount of Trusts there are in the country, all giving amazing grants out to truly worthy causes.

Wednesday ended up being a very long but worthwhile day. CF Trust managed to secure a comedy night at the Old Vic Theatre in London. Working with an amazing comedy agent they had arranged a one off evening of laughs and giggles in aid of Cystic Fibrosis. I headed down in the car to the Old Vic Theatre with Chris, one of the fundraisers at CF Trust to set up the foyer. I must embarrassingly admit however, that I've never been to the Old Vic before. I've always wanted to go and tonight was my chance!

I had a very eye-opening week at the CF Trust to say the least. Being in a medium sized charity and understanding how they work has been so different from all my other placements. They have dedicated and passionate teams for every area needed to help drive the charity forward. But I can understand to get to this position takes time, patience and great people; something they have in abundance. They are a testament for all the other small and medium charities out there. When times have been tough they have battled through and in 50 years they've helped, through research and awareness get the average life expectancy from 6 to 41 years old. That by any account is pretty impressive.

Next week is a very exciting week. I have the 'awful' job of spending my week with puppies and dogs at the national breeding centre for Guide Dogs for the Blind. Please, no sympathy needed, I'm sure i'll be fine!