Well, as James has mentioned, we took a trip to the windswept seaside of Brighton. There was no sign of Chris Eubank, or Fatboy Slim, but hey ho ! I bought me a new guitar. Of course, a telecaster, a beauty at that. So light and thin, its like Kylie Minogue with strings. I'm not going to show you a picture of it, you'll have to come and see us live! James managed to nearly spear his head on a flying V while inspecting the underside of the guitar and as the shop looked around after hearing the clatter and asking James 'Are you OK' James responded 'I'm fine, I'm more worried about the guitar'. All hail GAK in Brighton, the Tescos of guitar shops (no blue and white stripe guitars though}. I'll leave you with this... Next time you hear God Gave Rock n Roll To You, by Kiss, sing God Gave Sausage Rolls To You instead. It may well brighten your day.