Sometimes you just want to quietly plunk away on your old guitar and space out into the elusive, ethereal sounds of the wider universe without bothering about what the local AI band down the street might be playing but then you realize that you just didn't reckon on the full disruptive power of the cat kingdom being set against you. Anything worth watching on TV?
Incidentally the leather guitar strap pictured here is now 53 years old and was made for me, by an apprentice pal who was working in the legendary Rosyth Dockyard at the time. It just might be the my longest lasting/oldest surviving possession strangely enough.
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