Ivor Novello

Being raised in 1950s Britain we were taught that there was something dodgy about glamour. My home-loving ma pursed her lips at the bright blond hair and assured up-slick of black eyeliner sported by a friend’s mummy who was into newbie theatricals.
She was feted for not enabling her teaching staff to wear lipstick. In the [...]

Catherine announces : “I first heard Vo sing Going Home about 15 years back when my girl and I attended one of his concerts. It is an extremely piquant song for me as it makes me think of the times when, at the end of term, my pop used to choose me up in the [...]