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‘They read The Gift and the account of my son Shane’s death: how I coped with the loss, it really struck a chord. They first contacted me six months ago. They told me about their daughter and said how much the book had touched them. I know what it’s like to lose a child and feel desperate, so I emailed back my telephone number. Two days later, they called.

‘We were on the phone for half an hour – it was a simple connection from one bereaved parent to another; nothing psychic. Later that day they emailed again saying they wanted to travel to see me. I tried to put them off – I said it was ridiculous to travel half way around the world to speak to me. I explained that I couldn’t guarantee their daughter would come through to me, especially as she had only been dead a year. I wanted to protect them from themselves – from all that expense and huge expectation. But they insisted, they said they were coming to England.’

‘Anyway, after all that driving I’m afraid I’m exhausted now. If it’s okay with Robert and Louise, I’ll pick you up in the morning and we’ll go and meet them.’

Robert and Louise were more than happy for Roz to come along, so the next day we drove to Bath. On the way, I gave myself a pep talk. I still felt anxious at the thought that they had travelled a great distance and I might not be able to give them what they most wanted.

But no matter how much I wanted to help them, I knew I could only give them psychic information if I was absolutely sure of it. When Shane died, many so-called psychics telephoned me saying they had news of him from the other side. Not one of their so-called messages made any sense to me. I would hate to do that to someone else.

The moment I saw Robert and Louise standing at the entrance to the hotel, all my worries disappeared. I was filled with a feeling of love for them. They thanked me again for taking the time to see them – even though they were the ones who had travelled thousands of miles.

Since The Gift was published, a lot of people have started treating me as if I’m something special – as if I’m somehow different from them. But I am an ordinary person who drinks, swears and eats junk food. I’m not a saint. It’s just that I have an ability to feel and see other people’s lives – an ability that is lying dormant in all of us.