This was my first guitar…

One day I was standing outside a shop in Denmark street, in London and looked up and I saw this.. a Beatles Red Jet Electric guitar, complete with their signatures, hanging in the window.

Staring up at, I was brought back years to another shop window and an identical red shiny guitar in the same spot above me. Early December, a child pointing out to his mother. Weeks later, on Christmas Morning, it was under the tree.




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