Autobiography

A few weeks after my ninth birthday, and with money desperately tight, Dad finally gave his permission for mum to get a job. I know that sounds...

Songs Through The Times By Paul McCann Over the last 40 years I've written about two thousand songs with a desire to get them recorded . I have...

I was a teenager, age about 15. I’d learnt to float happily when we regularly visited the beautiful quiet cove at Cwm-yr-eglwys in north Pembrokeshire. But I couldn’t swim. My father tried to teach me, but I think I was too stubborn to listen properly … But now I wanted to go to a youth camp back in Wales with a friend, on Bala lake …

Dad kept Pigeons. At the bottom of our tiny garden was a Pigeon Loft. Dad raced them, as did my Grandad and my Uncle George. Pigeon racing was...