Wednesday I had a great evening jamming unplugged on a rooftop with my bandmate Helen Essex and two guitar-playing interns from my desk employer. And sure, there were a couple of death- (or at least vertigo-) defying climbs in search of chairs (hard to play cello standing up) and sure, getting Helen’s cello through the window to get onto the roof was a bit interesting, but basically it was just wonderful. Because it doesn’t get much better than playing music, no programme no pressure, on a long summer’s evening with the Oxford skyline around you and a couple of beers. And I love living in Oxford and I love being a musician because you can do that. Amen.