I was born and raised in England and, as my mother was, in her youth, a budding concert pianist turned music teacher, I was surrounded by music from a very early age and developed an avid interest in all things musical and melodic.
As I grew and learned and listened, my formative years became life as music.
My days were spent not talking about how I felt and what I thought but making up songs that could more easily express my emotions and dreams.

Like a dazed and long-eyelashed five-hour-old foal, five days in, the 2008 Sydney Festival has got up on its feet. The brumbie mare has thrown back to exquisite palomino origins and she nuzzles with pride. And the smart little colt was named last night: ‘You Cannot Buy My Soul’.