I can’t stop watching Michael Sheen perform Dylan Thomas’ poem, ‘Do not go gentle into that good night’. I watch it and then wait for the silence to put a full stop on those beautiful words, and then I quickly click the replay tab. Again, and again and again. Elmo does not share my love of this video, though. There is jealousy in the studio, and the green-eyed monster has come to call. I used to press Elmo’s foot and wait for him to laugh and tell me a joke if I was stuck or lost. Now, Michael has taken his place, and I must avoid Elmo’s eyes. There is menace there.