GUITARS...

...have been a significant part of my life for over fifty years. I started playing seriously in 1963 & built my first guitar in 1968.

Anyway, today I was obliged to re-glue the heel-stock of probably the filthiest instrument I ever had the misfortune to touch! The build-up of finger cheese & miscellaneous grime boggles the mind.

There are extenuating circumstances however. The owner is a refugee from Sierra Leone who managed to escape after his parents were killed by child soldiers. He's a good chap - should get into the habit of washing his hands  once a month.

Today due to strikes, had to walk home from work - 40 minutes. Came across this hairy green guitar (extra)...