Inspired by a perfect day in Clevedon, North Somerset.

One of the first rounds my mom taught me. We sang this for hours as the family paddled down rivers, hiked mountains, and sailed the ocean blue.

I have always loved this haunting, lovely song. A family favorite to be sung before drifting off to sleep.

Funny story about the ending: my MacBook froze up while recording but I decided to keep hitting keys, and when it recovered I had that sparkly sound. It's probably my favourite thing I've ever accidentally created.

Got into a bit of a mess recently and, well, this is me not doing anything about it (except sitting here and recording this, eh). I really need an acoustic with pickups.

Well I just had to try those bubbly, sparkly synths out.

[Thanks to Helen and Colin for coming to my aid with the warblings! :) ] When You Least Expect It And you're out to dry And its all too hectic Thats when it comes x 2 And it feels electric And you feel alive Cos when you least expect…

Another quick little ditty. Wandering the no man's land between old timey and the 21st century

I made a song out of the fable "The Boy and the Schoolmaster" by Jean De La Fontaine, that french writer from the 17th century. And here's the story: " A boy, that frolicked on the banks of Seine, Fell in, and would have found a watery grave…