1pm on Sunday. I’m not back in work until Tuesday. We’ve just had a delicious roast dinner that I cooked, and the glass of wine we had with it is helping it go down. As a crisp February sun twinkles through the window I realise that for the first time in ages I’m happy. I pick up a guitar and this tune comes flooding out. As my 19-month-old daughter starts dancing to it, I realise it has to go on the record.