One thing I've learned today: carrying acoustic guitars is bloody hard work. Funnily enough, nobody looks at you oddly in the way that they do when you're carrying a giant mirror around (there was a perfectly good explanation for that.) It is at present tucked under my arm so it doesn't fall over as I'm terrified someone's going to tread on it. Hum. First sunshine in Durham for bloody eons today - the joy is overwhelming. A jaunt to Persephone is certainly on the cards if a) I can survive the journey home with guitar intact and b) it doesn't start raining. Damn it. Off home tomorrow, hurray!