In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning.

Have you ever wondered what I get up to in the wee small hours of the morning? You haven't? Oh! That is disappointing. I thought perhaps you might have done. Oh well, never mind. You are about to find out anyway.

Hey come back, it's not what you think. It is a completely innocent pastime I indulge in! I never look at those kind of sites. Except in the cause of research. Just to remind myself. Well all right sometimes I do, just for pleasure. Some people might think I'm a bit weird, but I can't help it. I just love tractors! The wee small hours of this morning were filled with the delightful sound of a vintage Fordson Major engine running as sweet as a nut.

After I had managed, through sheer will power, to drag myself away from tractors, and still not entirely sleepy, I recorded a song for you. Yes for you! See! I'm always thinking about you. Apart from when I'm thinking of tractors that is.

So I recorded this song, which didn't go entirely to plan, so it sounds a bit ropey sometimes. But I thought, What the heck! I'll let you hear it anyway. After all you don't have to listen. If you do listen though, please bear in mind, that I did it in one take.

Just to make matters worse I decided to add a penny whistle accompaniment. So what this is, is a film of me playing guitar and singing, and then a film of me filming myself playing the guitar and singing, whilst at the same time playing the penny whistle! Have you got that?

I didn't know the penny whistle notes, so I had to guess them. Sadly a lot of my guesses were wrong! This too was done in one take.

If I were you, I wouldn't bother listening! But if you don't listen, you might spend the rest of your life regretting that you didn't.

And that my dear friends, is what I get up to in the wee small hours of the morning. It is such an innocent pastime. Well what else is a bloke to do?

Thanks for listening. If you didn't listen, thanks for dropping by anyway. I appreciate it. It's good to know you are there.