Thursday, 28 August 2008


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Well, there you have it ... it's official. POWYS is the happiest place to live in Britain.
When asked about living in Powys people said the air was so clean, there are wonderful hills everywhere, you are never far from fields and countryside. The people are friendly, the shops are helpful, crime is low ... what more could you ask?
The heavens declare the glory of God. The valleys stand so thick with corn, that even they are singing.

Friday, 22 August 2008


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A few Christmas cards go on sale. Small private plant nurseries show signs of preparing to sell winter pansies as the first mists of autumn drift early in the day across the hills. Newtown begins to wake up more slowly now as schools begin to think of starting again after a wet summer. The early morning stillness reappears before the madness of 'realising the school holidays are just about to finish' hits the 'buying school satchels and stationery' town. Enjoy!

Saturday, 9 August 2008

The Welsh Harp

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Today I sang at a local wedding. During the signing of the registers we were treated to a short recital of Welsh music played on the harp. This has happened a number of times since moving to Wales. It is such a treat.

Y Drenewydd is an important place in the history of the harp for it is the place where until a few years ago, until her death, there lived the last remaining member of a very special Welsh family that became famous for their playing of the harp.

The harp has for centuries been the fairy-like instrument at the back of the orchestra just making 'snow sounds', 'waterfall trickles'. More recently one of my heroes, Catrin Finch, has brought this wonder instrument back into the foreground again, making it once again a fiery, bold, sensitive, sexy instrument having the range of emotions from wild to jazz to romantic.

The painting above tries to express the special Welsh fire that has once again come back to the music platform.


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