Forest records birthday gig on Weds 27th April

I am doing a set of songs with Hazel Thompson on Wednesday evening to celebrate the launch of Edinburgh’s Forest Cafe (Forest Happenings) 20th birthday album.

There are some amazing other acts and I imagine it will be as eclectic and gracefully chaotic as ever! I’m on around the 10-10.20pm (BST) mark (ish)

Cock & Bull Festival – Lentil Farm – Near Milkshake, Wiltshire – 26/07/14

cock and bull
I will be performing ‘Three Acres And A Cow – A History Of Land Rights And Protest In Folk Song And Story’ with Rachel Rose Reid at the Cock & Bull Festival in Wiltshire on 26th July after lunchtime around the 2pm mark.

Have a little peek at their website .. there is loads of great stuff going on including some brilliant friends of mine such as Nick Hart, Pete The Temp, Whiskey Moonface and a host of others. The festival is a fundraiser for a really great farm charity which connects young people from the city with food and the countryside.

Rachel and Robin 1400

Here is a beautiful video about Jamie’s Farm –

learning to write poetry

Robin's first attempts at iambic pentameter

On a quest to develop my creative writing skills I have just discovered that I know nothing about the technical fundamentals of writing poetry. My bad, as the kids seem wont to say.

I have been lent an amazing book to help deflower my poetic innocence titled ‘The Ode Lesson Travelled‘. It is written by Mr Stephen Fry, a hero of mine who once promised me tea and cake in a letter but this never materialised due to his busy filming schedule!

…anyways, I have been having so much fun learning about iambic pentameter, enjambment and caesura I thought I might share some of my early efforts with the world!


Removed from industry, the morning came
So silently my heart began to sing.

My marmite chops, already serviced by
The toasters toil, retired back upstairs.

Awake! Awake! Awake! Tell me what dreams
Do stir this soul away from sacred sleep?

At peace; the lists exhausted; now to my pen
I will go swiftly till we are found out.

Wanting for nothing, apart from another
warm body to hold this body to theirs.


There we go, that was painless… now for chapter four.