People always say that your attitude can make all the difference in any battle with cancer.

I’ve been thinking about that. Because you have to ask ‘What does that actually mean?’

The easy answer is that it’s all about ‘thinking positive’. As in ‘yes, I can beat this, I’m going to be fine.’

But that kind of thinking – as I see it, anyway – can all too easily fall at the first hurdle. Because if – like me – you’re told you have terminal cancer, the likelihood that it will ‘all be fine’ becomes pretty small.

So for me, just ‘thinking positive’ doesn’t cut it. At least, not in the way so many people talk about it.

My attitude? That it’s entirely possible I can’t beat this. Which is not to say that I won’t try, but simply to say that I will accept the outcome with good grace whatever it is – without giving up the fight. ‘Better to fight and fall than to live without hope’ is still my motto.

So what does that mean in practice?

Yes, I believe in miracles. And in answers to prayer. But I don’t expect miracles. And I don’t expect every prayer to be answered. Rosemary and I prayed for children, after all, and that didn’t happen. Something we regret, but accept.

So my motto means I intend to live the rest of my life – long or short – to the full. To do everything I can that I enjoy, and anything I can that brings benefit to others. To appreciate the good things – a beautiful moment on a sunny day, a new piece of music that moves me, books that I love, films that I have waited to see, adventures I haven’t tried yet, friends I haven’t seen for too long and need to see more of. And I will sing as long as I have a voice to do it with, play music for as long as my fingers can find their places, and love for as long as my heart continues to beat.

And, all being well, beyond.