AFTER a morning Zoom guitar student I open up two boxes containing shelving units for the studio.

There’s a zillion bits in each – and one of the joining brackets is bizarrely bent completely out of shape. I manage to sort it with the help of a vice.

In the office I find the drill stand I bought and ‘thought’ fitted my drill doesn’t fit. The box and stuff long since discarded so it’s a bit of a white elephant.

I attempt to drill some holes in the neck pocket of a guitar and make a right royal fuck up of it. Mmmm…back to the drawing board.

I fill the holes and decide to see of anyone has a drill that might fit my press.

Back to the studio and shelf building which takes the rest of the day until Margaret comes home with the shopping.