February 1, 2016

I have to admit I’m not a perfectionist in most areas of my life. I’m hopeless when it comes to filing things, and you should see the state of my sock drawer. But in music and writing I am dangerously perfectionist. I have a monster inside me that is forever roaring the words: It just isn’t good enough! The reason it won’t shut up? I care passionately about these things.


Last week I was asked to play my harp at a Candlemas service in the local church. Not a huge audience and not a huge challenge, you may think. But it was one of those situations where people were sitting in rows looking at me and listening in rapt attention to every note - a guaranteed nerve-racker. And I got the finger-shakes. Finger-shakes are bad news for a harp...

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