Many years ago I rented this old manor house in the Brendon Hills. I lived there for 14 years and attempted, rather hopelessly, to run a video, filming and media business from its many vast rooms.

Alas, it turned out that I was a truly hopeless. businessman. Great ideas, absolutely useless business brain.

Anyway, we had a lot of fun. And one of the many memorable times we had (not that I can remember much of it) was when a whole bunch of folk singers turned up so we could record some old cider-songs for a video documentary I was making.

You can have a listen to them in this podcast…