And of course other Def Leppard songs. It’s been a miserable rainy Bank Holiday Monday, and I’ve had a mood to match. I just got the feeling that I was alone in the world – not just with no-one being around, but literally -alone-. I once heard a man tell a story of how he died and came back to life (born again Christian, no less!) and that during his time of ‘deadness’, he was allowed to visit Hell. Hell, he said, was full of people, but completely empty. You could hear voices around you, but could see no-one, and could not communicate with anyone else. Hell is apparently defined Biblically as ‘separation from God’, and this is the ultimate separation – from abso-blooming-lutley everything.

Now, I know I haven’t been to Hell today – the mother-in-law’s, maybe, but not Hell – but I have had a pervading sense of dread, and of having no-one to communicate with. It seems my cries of anguish fall on deaf or ignorant ears!

Know this – in all your life, do whatever you do with a passion – you may not be here tomorrow to do it again. If you love somebody, tell them – one day it will be too late. You will always regret the things you didn’t do more than those you did – trust me.

To those I know, even those who have deaf ears, I love you. Please do not feel alone as I do.