NEVILLE’S ADVOCATE
As the years go by one inevitably starts thinking back to halcyon days. My memory of the specifics is often dreadful, so I link memories to where I lived, what job I had, or what band I was in at the time. Some of my happiest days were working as a guitar repairer for Selmer/Norlin. When Gibson moved its European operation to Rotterdam I commuted for a couple of years but then that stopped, so Martyn Booth and I set up Don’t Fret Guitar Repairs in Gibson’s old facilities. We
