A Little Hum about Where the Magic Begins You know, sometimes the best ideas just sneak up on you, don't they? I remember a particularly blustery Tuesday afternoon, the kind where the workshop windows rattled a bit and the kettle was perpetually on. I was idly fiddling with an old guitar pick – a rather beaten-up plastic one, if I'm honest – just turning it over and over in my fingers, feeling its smooth, worn edges. And then, snap! Just like that, an idea sparked, bright and shiny, a notion of creating something truly personal, yet with a bit of an edge. It wasn't some grand design brief, you...
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