Many moons ago, when David and I started dating, we were sat in my then flat watching the Discovery channel. We always tended to opt for documentaries because he couldn’t stand my crime dramas and I couldn’t stomach his gory action films. The documentary we were watching had just finished and the next one was about the Orson Welles adaptation of War of the Worlds and the panic which ensued because people missed the part which told them it was a dramatisation, believing that the Martians really had landed.

That night we listened to the whole thing on my computer, in the dark and then a few weeks later, David introduced me to the Jeff Wayne musical production of War of the Worlds.From then on, that entire soundtrack became “Our Tune”. Even now, 5 years on we still set a night aside each month to listen to it and it accompanies us on long car and plane journeys.

A week before we were married, we had a pre honeymoon in Birmingham to go and see Jeff Wayne and the Black Smoke Band live at the NIA. It was fantastic. We were zapped by Martians, covered in Leaves during Forever Autumn and tapped each other’s knees as we hummed along to the very familiar songs.

Someone made a comment today which irked me. She said that David and I must feel empty without having children. Our lives aren’t empty. I don’t think, if you truly love someone, that your life can ever be empty. We have our traditions, things that we love to do that are just for us.So I feel totally the opposite. We don’t have children and our lives are full. Full of little things like lying in the dark, listening to War of the Worlds.