One million years or so ago, we used to sit in 'double maths' and ogle the Fender/Gibson stuff in Bell's Catalogue. Back then, we teenagers had about as much chance of owning these things as buying an Aston Martin. Still, it was nice to dream. The way things are going now, I feel I've come full circle, with Fender now heading out of my range as a pensioner. Damn, damn and thrice damn!