I met Rod ten years ago via one of the dating sites, when he was on a round the world tour. After the first time we met, he left his hostel in Manchester and came to stay with me for three days. Rod was so different from anyone else I’d ever met. Like most Aussies, he had a way of being quite happy to be the joker in the pack, but he had a serious side as well. And I could see he was quite happy with who he was. He actually told me he loved me after the . . .