Music plays such an important part in our cruising lifestyle. Over the years we’ve had the pleasure of jamming with some great friends and musicians.

All that inspiration has to end up somewhere so when we get back to Wales and the studio the ideas come to life in the form of songs. There’s a selection here and more will be added if the inspiration doesn’t dry up.

Where does the time go?

This was a joyous collaboration spanning 4000 miles. Sharon David (Florida )wrote the beautiful poem that formed the basis of the lyric, Jim Gilchrist (Hampshire took my clumsy piano track and gave it wings and it came together in Anglesey. The song is dedicated to parents and grandparents everywhere.

My Dad’s Footseps?

My Dad was a 5’ 8” Giant. That’s how I saw him as a kid and still do. I visited the places where he was a POW on the Railway of death in Thailand and wrote him a book and this song. He never got to hear the song but he did get the book and I hope it told him how much I love, respect and admire him. I still miss him.

Song for Gerry

This song is for those who have loved and lost. Our dear friend Gerry died far too young of an aggressive Leukaemia. His wife and soul mate was bereft and asked me to write a song for him but where do you start. It took 2 years and a lot of waste paper but. I hope and pray this is the song he would have wanted me to write.

SuzieToo Blues

We’re not really rally people, or that’s what we thought. until we met Susie and David Chappel. They put together a glorious sail in company that we would not have missed for the world. This song is a tribute to them and all the true friends we made along the way. If I could choose, Id take the Susie Too blues.

Sam’s Shed

Our Daughter Sam always wanted a shed - not just any shed but her shed., her domain. No junk allowed and permission required to enter. So we, her family, got her one and it sits proudly in the back garden. This song was a bit of fun on the day and a reminder of just whose shed this is.

Slow Boat

Sometimes in life you have to get things wrong g in order to understand what’s right. Over 40 years ago at the age of 29 with a history of failure I finally got it right. I can’t begin to do justice to the effect she has had on my life. I still got some things wrong but this one I got so right..