Morning Walks by Coley Portions with Mark McKay

Mark wrote about his morning walks in the Yorkshire countryside and posted them on Twitter (X). I jotted a few of them down, thinking they could become song lyrics one day. Then Mark's Twitter (X) account ceased to exist, leaving my few jottings the only surviving evidence of these country walks. This thrust the project into the fore. I sent Mark a copy of his own words, he read them into his phone and sent me the resultant recordings. I farted about with them and this is what you get: tales of windmills, rabbits, lesbian cows and dog shit.

I've done some things in my time. Here are some of those things...