My recent attempts at resurrecting a knackered old second-hand guitar pretty much failed after I realised I couldn’t fit the bridge and keep the thing in tune. It’s a shame to throw a musical instrument onto the woodpile (not literally in this case…yet) so I turned my attention to another half-broken thing I had lying around.

This is a 1989 Korean-made Squier Bullet that has much more sentimental value: I bought it second-hand at the age of sixteen with money from a part-time job. It’s the good old First Guitar that you can never bear to part with, no matter what happens to it. Despite various things going wrong on it I kept the thing regardless with the hope of making it playable again some day. And y’know what, I finally did.