I bumped into this chap standing in Wigan's Grand Arcade with his little ukulele in his hand. He'd just been to the Chinese laundry to pick up his Grandad's flannelette nightshirt and was leaning on a lamppost (I'm not sure what he was waiting for!). Anyway, we got talking and I showed him one of my new Jumping Cow leather picks - he was dead chuffed to hear that they're now available in his home town of Wigan-by-the-sea. After trying it out, he popped it into his pocket and walked out of the Arcade into the sunshine, looking back to call out "turned out nice again!" Nice fella!