End of a Crazy Week

Glad to see the back of this week. Work has been busy and the M1 even busier.

Also, had to say goodbye to my parent's dog, who had reached the grand old age of 16, but had come to the end. Rest in peace, old fella.

Hopefully, the weekend will be a relaxing one. Can't remember the last time that happened!

And Here She Is...

The Story of the Guitar

Sad Claude has mixed feelings about tomorrow.

I have decided to splash out on the guitar I have always dreamed of. I found a very nice one (online) at a shop on the south coast, so am making the long trip there tomorrow.

The guitar is a 1959 Custom Shop Reissue Gibson Les Paul. These are not cheap. To part fund it I am trading in my old Gibson Les Paul Standard - a wine red version from 1996. I bought this from a shop in Luton in January, 1997 and it has been used on recordings and many gigs I have played.

So, while I am very excited about getting the guitar I have always aspired to, I am sad to say goodbye to my old axe.

Snow? In England?

Yes, 'tis true dear readers. Heavy snowfall hit England today and Claude was not spared travel disruption.

We do seem to struggle in this country, with major traffic jams and panic when even just a few flakes land. However, today was genuinely quite bad and my journey to work was slow and tricky at times.

Before lunch time it was getting worse, so with encouragement from colleagues I decided to set off for home and work from there. The journey back was OK and it was nice to be able to spend some time building a snowman and throwing snow balls at the mutt.

Tomorrow looks to be even worse - so I may well be stranded at home once more. Please, no need for sympathy.