In the place where I am surrounded by all the things most precious to me. And where to build it? There is only one choice. I am going to build a personal nuclear fallout shelter.

So my action is going to be of an entirely selfish nature. Well, I have never been a campaigning individual never had sufficient belief in either politics, diplomacy, charity or common sense as a force to change the world. I am not going to wait passively submissive while Kim Jong-un builds up his nuclear arsenal not going to stand by and do nothing while Donald Trump tweets machismo soundbites not going to hold my breath while the UN, the Security Council and President Xi play three wise monkeys: I am going to take positive action.

Whether I am alone in my fears, or not, I am not someone to rest on my laurels. Is it just me, or does the world seem a slightly more unstable place at the moment than it did, say, last year, or last decade come to that? It’s a valid doubt on my part: the booze sometimes gets me feeling a tad paranoid it is entirely possible that it is only me experiencing this heightened sense of global anxiety.

Fallout shelter builds