One of my most favouritist things is meeting Basschatters. I've done it in car parks, lay-bys, service stations, cafe carparks, village halls and pubs.
Today I met Gaf at his, well, at his gaff. I bought a bass from him, and he proved to be every bit as smashing as you could hope him to be.
I can't praise or thank him enough for waiting while my sketchy finances finally got sorted, then having me rearrange our date at short notice. He was politeness personified and I happily commend him to our community.