Many years ago, I 'gave up' Folk Music as nothing I heard inspired me any more. I gave up singing, I gave up going to folk clubs. One day I was on the Torpoint Ferry and the navy decided to play boats, which means the ferry stops mid channel to let the ships out. Hot summer day, on the water, waiting and waiting... get the picture. I found under the seat of my 2CV a battered old tape which I had no idea was there. It had one song on it ~ Rod Shearman's 'Big Fella'. After I stopped crying I played it over and over again and decided I was wrong and there was good stuff out there. I had learned it by the time the ferry eventually pulled into Plymouth! The odd thing is, though, that I never found that tape again, I don't know where it had come from nor where it went... needless to say you have Uncle Rod to thank [or not] for me singing again.