In Edinburgh I got off and browsed Princes Street a little before heading back home. I saw a busker with a most unusual instrument, stringed, and being played with a bow, but with a trumpet attachment. I wished I could give him some money and liked the music but my easy reach payment was card only and he had no tap-to-tip facility. I did have cash somewhere deep buried in my rucksack. I asked him if he was returning to the spot. He said he was so I hope to catch him again. I’ll surely be back in town again, I thought. Time to go home.