I’ve just been listening to a young man called Adrian Sudbury talking on the radio about being faced with terminal leukaemia and having only weeks to live. Hearing him talk about putting things in order, accepting his fate with real bravery, feeling sorry for his family to lose a brother and a son so young and trying to raise awareness of donating bone marrow was very sobering and puts the supposed stresses of ordinary day-to-day life in perspective. They say only the good die young and never was it truer than for Adrian.