Very much a chilled out day - spent much the day finishing Dr Rachel Clarke's 'Your Life in My Hands', a stunningly excellent read and brutally honest. There's a theme developing in the more recent releases I've read and I'm glad that such realistic accounts of medicine are making it so mainstream consumers (such as myself) can read them. Not that the high-ups will take much notice, I'm sure.
In the evening me and my Dad went through to a second jam night, this one at a different pub in the same town as Tuesday. It's disheartening in some sense, not for me but I think for him. He used to really enjoy when me and my friends played in bands during secondary school and sixth form, being an avid music fan himself. Since we've all gone to uni and dispersed it has become enormously less frequent, and these jam events don't provide anywhere near the same level of excitement. I agree to keep going to them more for his sake than mine, it just becomes a bit wearing as they are usually underpopulated.