When I started writing my memoirs and releasing my songs at the beginning of the year, I thought I’d have a story to tell behind each song, no matter how tenuous the link. Maybe where I was when I wrote it, who I was with, how I was feeling. Perhaps something I had observed orContinue reading “Let Sleeping Dogs Lie”
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The Circle
India, 2011 The train spat us out onto the deserted platform, and with a weary groan, heaved its shuddering bulk back into the night. We were alone. Well, as alone as anyone could be in an Indian train station, for experience had taught me that there were always people in the shadows. But this wasContinue reading “The Circle”
The Donkey & The Storm
Dear Baby Violet, I would like to tell you the tale of how I met your mother one sweltering summer’s afternoon in Suffolk, not so very long ago. There are days, you will learn, when the Gods interfere and it changes the course of everything to come. This would be one of those days. IContinue reading “The Donkey & The Storm”