It would seem that the jammers have spread themselves all over the state, what with Castlemaine, Merimbula, Mornington and the rest.
So it was with a sense of coming back together that the stalwarts presented for the Gold Street Tea Roomes weekly bash once more.
The afternoon started innocently enough, with young Roger alternately sucking and blowing on his black satin finish medium sized saxophone. He looked positively Adonis like in his bebop with tight jeans. Of course, Adonis has been dead for around 2100 years, so it is not necessarily a good look after all.
Enough of the shenanigans, we all thought, and on with the ballad mangling.
Of which, although numbers were low, there was plenty to be had.
Jeff the pick of the saxes, Chloe and Susie singing, Brian providing a fine take on Georgia, the rest of us just mucking about really. A pleasantly relaxed jam session, nothing got broken, and nobody died.
Spiffin! See ya this week?