Jammin'.

Sitting on Bruntsfield Links on Saturday morning with Tim and Jonny and a couple of guitars. It was a blindingly brilliant morning - sun peeking out, dry, not too cold - with dads and little kids stopping to have a listen to acoustic Nirvana covers and spooky progressions. Three hours later it was tipping it down, but that was okay because I was inside.

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