This was my first piece for the ukulele. I wrote it for a German friend who I first met in Perth; she would tell me all about the snow at home at Christmas-time, and it sounded lovely. This is the sound that came out after I spent an afternoon…

This was my 2nd song for the ukulele. I wrote it in a time where I wasn't quite happy (as you might hear from the tone of the song), and was struggling a little bit with some things that I felt I couldn't quite express. So here it all is, in metaphorical…

Viola and piano. I wrote this piece in two sittings. In the first I was in a strange, almost bad mood. When I returned to it about a week later, it was time for a key change. You'll hear. Have a listen. Hope you like it :)

Cover - I do not claim to have written this song. Another of my favourites; Somewhere over the rainbow. Enjoy :)

For anyone who has ever lost a friend to depression and suicide - you might identify with the lyrics. The Rain Outside (Vlad & Me - 2013) The rain outside it falls on my window and slides to join its' friends below I saw your face…

So at the moment I am working in my local emergency department, and was recently verbally abused and threatened by a patient. At the time I was a little shocked, but not really offended. Later on, however, I thought to myself - 7 years of tertiary…

Best Coast - I love these guys. And particularly this song. I included a bit of cello in this one. (This is a cover, I do not claim to have written this song myself)

Oh brother Can you hear my words From that strange place Beyond this plane Or maybe, just maybe There’s nothing, there’s no one To hear my call My tears The knife of tomorrow Without you beside her She wilts, she falters She falls…

So at the moment I am working in my local emergency department, and was recently verbally abused and threatened by a patient. At the time I was a little shocked, but not really offended. Later on, however, I thought to myself - 7 years of tertiary…

So at the moment I am working in my local emergency department, and was recently verbally abused and threatened by a patient. At the time I was a little shocked, but not really offended. Later on, however, I thought to myself - 7 years of tertiary…