Blazing Saddles

It's back, my oldest guitar. Turns out that a couple of frets had become loose due to the wood shrinking over the years. Nothing a quick bat with a mallet and a bit of superglue could not fix.
It's still tatty and the electrics are still a bit weak but it's as lovely to play as it was 35 years ago.

It's been a wet and miserable day today, I've been taxiing the children about. Pops went into town with a friend and I picked Alf up from a sleep over, although from the sounds of it there was not a lot sleeping so I suspect it was just an over.