Ghost Lane

The poem addresses my early memories of growing up in Sidcup and the Kent Countryside. Taking the reader and myself to a place long gone now and where memory and ghosts are forever entwined. Formative childhood experiences that still remain vivid even now. Music was the first art form l was introduced to by my father and my very first music teacher who had a profound influence on my development as a musician and creative person. The poem describes the walk my father and l took to meet my piano teacher for the very first time. A walk to a beautiful bungalow set in its own garden. A garden full of summery colour and brightness. I took to my piano lessons like a duck to water and a whole new world was opened up to me from that moment on. available now