ONCE my morning guitar student has left I take the Acoustasonic into Glasgow.

Jimmy Egypt has a look and reckons I need some inserts that may need to be custom engineered. Oooftt. He might be able to find something. off the shelf to do the job but is up to his ass and not gonna be able to look at it properly until next week…when I’ll be in Czech for BluesAlive.

Looks like I’ll just haves to stick with the original neck until he has time to research and fix.

Not an entirely wasted journey, tho’, as there’s shopping to be done.

It’s late afternoon when I get home and I’m knackered. I have a short nap then re-do some of the leather luggage tags – I’d made some for Margaret and made a typo in the phone number. Doh!

We take dinner – Margaret’s made flambé chicken – along to Betty’s and we have a nice chilled evening.