Way back in the 1970s I spent many hours listening to Rick Wakeman’s Myths & Legends of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. I can still remember almost all of the lyrics, including

Guinevere, golden tresses shining in the air…

And probably because of that, I can’t hear the name Guinevere without hearing those words in my head.

I’m not sure that I find Guinevere a particularly endearing character. I couldn’t say that there’s anything about her that makes me want to identify with her, but there’s no denying her role within the stories. It’s not even my favourite track on the album…

But for some reason, it was Guinevere that seemed to speak as I was stitching this piece. A mystery…x