Sourdough September

Well here we are again – Sourdough September – the annual event organised by the Real Bread Campaign to give us all an excuse to celebrate the wonders of Sourdough. 

The Story of a Wooden Bangle

I have written before about the woods close to where I used to reside. I’ve recorded many folk songs under the cover of the beech trees (here is a playlist of them all) and have wandered for endless hours looking for fairy toadstools and plant spirits

Singing in caves

We watched silently as the sun set.  There was no-one else around except for the spirits of our ancestors permeating the rocks and infusing the landscape with the heathen soul of ancient Britain

Folk song as an antidote to modernity

I had a discussion yesterday about whether or not in the olden (golden?) days times were more gruesome or not.  Did more awful things happen?  I was erring more towards yes because of some of the folk songs that contain infanticide and other terrible murders

How to learn a folk song (in 6 easy steps)

I can be profoundly moved by music. The latest piece is a beautiful work of art. A soundscape that was recommended by my friend, Dan, from Wolcensmen (I sang some lyrics for his last album, Fire in the White Stone a couple of years ago.)

The Joy of singing

I am singing as I write this – pure joy.  

I don’t sing all the time  (I am a very peaceful person really and don’t tend to talk before noon on a typical day if I can help it) but once I get started, especially with a new song obsession, then that’s it!  I will be singing it on repeat for hours. (I am sure we have all done that at some point)

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