Saturday at St Luke’s

Last Saturday (8th Sept) I was glad to play at St Luke’s (the bombed-out church) on Leece St. The event was called ‘Hobo Market’, a regular Saturday market run by my friends Tristan and Delia Brady-Jacobs. In addition to stalls selling books, clothes and some gorgeous handmade bits and bobs, there was a ‘listening tent’Continue reading “Saturday at St Luke’s”

That’s alright, mama…

Relief is the best emotion. I’ve always found it so. Like the time you were a kid dreaming you were stuck on the roof of a speeding train, screaming through the night with lightning going off all around and smoke and grit flying into your face (it was a steam train, ok?)…and then you wokeContinue reading “That’s alright, mama…”