by noelford » 06 Jan 2011, 12:08
In between wanting a guitar and getting one, I was staying at my Auntie's in North Wales and went to Rhyl for a day out. I went to Dreamland, the big amusement park, and won a plastic ukulele playing Bingo on one of the stalls there.
I'll NEVER forget that moment when I tuned it up, following the instructions, carefully placed my fingers in the positions indicated, and strummed that first chord. It was mind-blowing to hear that perfect combination of notes ringing out from what was, in reality, just a plastic toy. This was the REAL defining moment when I knew I HAD to have a guitar.