Pickle

Backblip

Early train. Then a wait of 4 hours, or so, in Wolverhampton. There's an exciting city! I ended up buying underwear in M&S, having had as many cups of coffee as I could usefully ingest.
Eventually M arrived, Hoorah! :)
We headed off to Damian's birthday party; the first person we encountered was Pickle, wearing a cut-up deckchair, and much catching up was done.
He made both the banjo-case (M's) and the guitar -case (Damian's) on the floor, there.
Still going strong after 40-odd years.
He subsequently sold the company; they are now manufactured in the States, where Willie Nelson just bought one. His has a secret compartment, though I can't begin to imagine what he might want to keep in it....


It was an excellent party; Damian was surprised and delighted by all the many folk who had travelled from all over the place to celebrate his 70th.
I was ready for bed by the end, though!