Greetings from the sun-drenched Northern shores of England (seriously, it's bloody roasting as I type this, sat in the proverbial garret, watching the dog chasing butterflies on the lawn. It's almost like...I don't know...like it's summer or something.).
I hope that life is treating you well. It's been a tough few weeks, no doubt, and I'll do you the favour of not talking about any of them here.
Since my last update back in April I've had many encouraging conversations with people at gigs and elsewhere about the blight of poor mental health that affects so many of us. Finally, it seems, we can talk about this most taboo of disabilities without fear of judgement or discrimination. And that, for me, is very liberating.
For some time, now, I've been toying with the idea of increasing my social media presence with some sort of audio/visual update. I believe it's called "vlogging". Everytime I've talked about doing it, though, my kids have persuaded me not to. Not because they don't think I'll be any good at it, more out sheer embarrassment. Given that I've shamed them enough by what I do for a living, I suppose I should spare them further blushes.
Still, I'm aware that it's important to have some form of connection with my fans - and I do have fans; I know because I've met all three of them. So, with that in mind, I present my first podcast.
The Road Home
The intention is to release these on a more frequent basis than the blog updates and it's likely that they'll be equally broad in terms of the topics they cover. This first one, for example, was recorded on the drive home after a recent gig in North Wales and rambles between one subject and another.