I recently attended the funeral of an 90year old grandmother. By worldly standards a most ordinary, unexceptional lady. A stay-at-home mum, a stay-at-home grandma, never went out to work. The eulogies that flowed for this lady were remarkable. Always there for her three daughters, all of whom have grown to be fine people and wonderful, but quiet contributors to life. The most moving eulogy was from her 23yo graddaughter who remembered a granny who was always there for her, her door ever open to her and her friends, as indeed it had been for he daughters' friends (I was one of those). What struck me in all of this was that this wonderful 'ordinary' lady was, in all her quiet ordinariness, a most special, indeed extraordinary, lady. We can have a tendency to measure success in terms of our impact on the wider society, our fame, our business acumen, our sporting prowess, our celebrity etc., but I have discovered that most of the world comprises 'ordinary' people doing very special things in a quiet but ultimately deeply meaningful manner. I applaud you Iron Maiden. You have chosen a most excellent course.