The sun came up, another day began, so I tottered off to a music shop and bought a couple of packets of guitar strings determined to give the re-stringing another go. Patience, a coffee break after the first three strings had been replaced to calm my nerves (coffee? calming? hm), and finally success – a re-strung, re-tuned elcheapo guitar is now happily having its strings worn in.
As if I’d ever give up on something!