13th July 1987. A warm night. In a garden, previously a grass tennis court, surrounded by rhododendron bushes. The midges were driving us all crazy, they were not put off one jot by the joss sticks we had burning everywhere.
This was the night my life changed forever. I played music for the first time, I saw the love of my life for the first time.
My toddler clambered all over me as I tried to make sense of the music notation. Someone told me, ‘it’s really easy’. It wasn’t, but I was hooked.
Despite my awkward efforts, the sounds we made were magical.
And, really, everything grew from there.
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