Hey Folks, Never posted about this particular guitar before but today I had her out and took a couple of pics. Here's the story; back in 1973 my father had aspirations to learn the guitar, so whilst at college in Newcastle, England he bought this little classical guitar from a small shop. Well, he gave up trying to learn pretty quickly and at first gave it to a friend to borrow. He installed a pickup for some reason, hence the small hole in the top where the input jack was. (I still have the pickup in a box) Well the guitar eventually made it's way back to my father and it was put in the corner.....then I came along in '79! As a little toddler I used to love this guitar. I'd drag it all around the garden, bite it, use it as a drum - there's even old photos of me playing it all dressed up like a rock star! When I reached about 10 I decided I finally wanted to learn how to play it. I figured how to tune it and learned a couple of chords from an old book. I played this guitar until I was fairly competent and when I was 13 my father bought me my first electric. However, this guitar has always remained with me and I still enjoy playing it to this day. It's got a lovely mellow sound and the relic job is a combination of age, genuine play and the abuse it sustained when I was a child! Sorry for the long post, but thought I'd share the story and history of this guitar!