This was the second song that Kerry wrote in France, inspired by the peaceful daily bike trip we took into the town of La Trimouille. It was the second day of our stay there, and so we were still a bit tired by the previous days travel. To get into town, we would pass a tiny hamlet called St Pierre, which gave Kerry the ideas for the songs lyrics. She then wrote the guitar chords whilst sitting by the river next to our cottage, after a rather nasty mosquito attack. After the trauma, Kerry played the song to Peter, and we drank a beer and carved it into the song that it is now. This was the first song which we started recording for the album in Peter’s Dad’s house, where we had recorded our previous EP. 

The attached audio clip is of Kerry demoing the song soon after she wrote it in France. The photos are of the bike trips that we’d into town everyday.