I was born in London but my parents headed for the hills so I was brought up in the Cotswolds, at that time an isolated rural paradise.  I am very grateful. Later the big city called so I read for a degree in English Literature and Language at Manchester. After that I had no idea. An old friend called me up one snowy northern day and asked me to help pay the rent on a big, scruffy flat in Bath in the West of England. When I got there it was April and there was blossom on the trees and those buildings.That was it really and  where ever else I have had to be, I have returned here. There were a few years spent in the west of Wales where I qualified a teacher before returning to Bath and a career teaching English in secondary schools.

    I have always written and played music and don't remember a time when I couldn't sing. I got into roots and folk music in Manchester when I shared digs with two girls from Newry. Mary and Dara took me to mass and they took me to pubs where Irish music was played. So that I'd know what it was all about! 

    Later, during the Wales days I frequented a session held at a pub in Llanarthne, run by a guy called Terry. He played  English folk on a squeeze box and taught me so many songs. Happy days! All this time I'd write and play my own stuff, picking up songs and techniques from the musicians I met.

    The first time I ever went to a proper folk club was at around this time.  I sang Franklin's Lament very slowly and nearly fell off my stool with joy and surprise when the whole room sang the harmonies back at me.  It was Wales.

    My parents bought me a guitar for my 14th birthday after suffering my piano playing for a few years.  They were not a musical family and thought that if you didn't get it spot on the first time, then practising for hours until you did was plain bad manners.  My dad said that as far as he knew it wasn't possible to make a nasty, annoying noise on the guitar.  His experience of these matters was pretty limited!

    That guitar was smashed by an angry boyfriend.  I don't think he minded my playing ...he just minded me and destroyed something I valued.  I didn't play for a few years until my first husband discovered that I could, and replaced the guitar.  I think  that like a lot of women, I have waited politely to be asked and it has taken a long time and the internet.. for me to just get on with it.

    My first real recording was as a guest singer on Tony Doddery (Carter)'s utterly beautiful album, 'Rolling Hills and Running Water'  2007 Toned Records.  I sang The Silver Dagger because Tony reckoned it was a girl's song. It is Henry Sears playing the stunning fiddle to the track and Mike Vince on Percussion.

    Over the last ten years I have created a body of work that is now ready to be recorded and developed.  I have also stepped up as a performer, through my association with Lou Baxter, a fabulous singer and songwriter in her own right and my partner in the duo Angel Ridge.

    The Angel Ridge project began when the two of us realised how much we liked the same sort of thing, that we could support each other as musicians and song writers to develop something fresh and new.  We decided to start with  country blues and wrote accordingly.  

    More recently,I have been playing solo gigs, supported on guitar by the wonderful Mr Ali George also a great singer and song writer with several aclaimed albums to his name. I feel very lucky to have him playing with me because his imput allows me to develop a more polished sound. 

    The sessions held on a Sunday evening in the Star Inn are my favourite.  My friend Tim Graham started it all about two or three years ago: a singers' session to balance out all the crazy tune players. For a whole year Tim ran a blog called 'A Sunday Song', where he put our songs, sneakily recorded from those sessions and recordings.

    So that's it really.  My musical journey.  I still live in the West Country and still teach for some of the time. I have just returned from a year in the United Arab Emirates and some of those experiences are reflected in my new songs.  

    I have just finished tweaking the final mixes of the album.  I have decided to name it 'Flight', a word both simple, resonant and mutli layered that reflects so many of the concerns in my recent writing. Once the artwork is done I will be ready to go for it.....about time really!