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BLOG DAY 2 Day 2: Frank Gets to Scottishland If I had known what an adventure lay ahead, I might have wagged my tail clean off my butt. We left home, which is just north of Cambridge, on the evening of the 25th of August. I remember because it was the day after Dad’s birthday,…
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Day One: “The Night Before Scottishland” by Frank Dog Alright folks, lend me your ears and if you’ve got snacks, even better, but I cannot promise their safe return. My name is Frank, Frank Dog. I have many other names, some that I could share and others I cannot. I am small of paw, I…
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This morning, I stood in my kitchen for 20 minutes, completely paralysed by a rogue coffee pod. Let me explain. We have one of those upright, spinny coffee pod holders, you know the ones that make you feel like you’re running a tiny café in your kitchen? It holds six vertical stacks of 10 x…
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My Favourite Book: The Old Man and the Sea There’s something about The Old Man and the Sea that that makes me make an annual pilgrimage to its pages. It’s the first book I read each year, the standard to challenge every book I read afterwards. It’s become a quiet ritual that sets the bar…
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A few weekends ago I had a whirlwind of a few days scattered with music, mates, motorways, and maybe one too many harmonica solos. Friday night – Big Country, Big Tunes, and a broken roadie. The weekend kicked off at The Roadmender in Northampton watching the mighty Big Country. A favourite of mine for years…
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There’s a photo of me from Ey Up Mi Duck taken by The Late Developer that feels like it was taken from the inside out. I’m mid-scream, guitar having 7 shades of crap knocked out of it, I’m completely unhinged in the best possible way. My eyes are squeezed shut, mouth wide open, mid yell…
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Ey Up Mi Duck – 9th – 11th May 2025 There’s something special about rolling into a field with your gear, a bit of last year’s mud on your boots, safe in the knowledge that you’re about to be part of something truly intimate. That’s what Ey Up Mi Duck is to me, it’s…
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Faith is a journey, a path that has to be travelled together, a path that must be travelled with patience, with love.” — Pope Francis I wonder how many millions of words have already been written about Pope Francis? I wonder how many more will be written now he’s passed? Well here’s a few more.…
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I think I’ve played Bodega maybe three or four times now? Dan Booth suggested it first when The Railway in Oakham closed, ending our annual “Legends of the Railway” gigs. I say annual—we only did it twice before Dan took his sabbatical from music, so we never actually played the Bodega together. Happily, Hannah from…
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It’s 4 whole years since I was gifted the utter joy of a heart attack. Being the carefree type I had walked around with a collapsing artery for 4 days, blaming it on drinking too much tea, eating too much ham, indigestion and a whole host of other potential causes before I was made to…