Our Vauxhall Corsa failed its MOT test today. Initially the repair bill of well over £300 sounded terminal. However the two "loose" headlights costing £146.28 turn out to be a couple of plastic clips costing 40p, the handbrake cable (£5) with me fitting it, bunging on the spare tyre in place of the dodgy one leaves just the exhaust for the garage to fix. Bolting this lot on will be a welcome relief from tomorrow's funeral. I have the whole day off work, and the bonfire only lasts an hour, so spending the afternoon playing grease monkey sounds like a plan to me. It will ruin my finger nails though.
I went back to see Paul about the guitar. He let me try the Isabel model. That's more like it. It feels much more masculine. It's much heavier which makes for more stability and less squiggling about. The fingerboard is a little wider as is the space between the strings, all of which makes it easier to play. I decide to play the difference and relieve him of if. The total cost is now almost as much as I got for the Commando, less a bottle of the best scotch in the world.
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