Dear Dennis,
I think I’m falling apart. I’m so desperately lonely and tired. My love life is a mess – no woman will even look at me. My career is a joke and I feel like a failure. Every night I pray my torment will end. I’m so unhappy. Can you please help? Please?
John, Northampton
Dennis replies:
I’ve always said that in the land of cock-ups, the man with a nearby script assistant is king! Now take a look at Martin Clunes in this assortment from the cutting room floor, which shows that – in the already unpredictable world of acting – even a mobile phone can cause all sorts of havoc!
