WILLIAM GOES TO PICTURES

One day Williams´ aunt, Mrs Smith, dressed up like a Christmas tree, gave him a shilling for posting a letter for her and carrying her parcels from the grocer´s. - Buy some sweets or go to to the Pictures, she said as she gave it to him. As the Cinema ticket cost only sixpence, William bought som sweets with the other sixpence. He choose two bottles of Soda Pop and one cake of Chocolate of the Swiss brand.
Still he got a halfpenny twopence, if you count in Danish. William was not in the habit of going to the Picture Palaces. He had only been there once before in his life. It was an interesting programme.
First came the story of two guitar-thieves, who on coming out of a house full of semi-accoustic guitars were pursued by two policemen. They jumped on to a moving mystery train, and then jumped from that on to a moving easy rider motor-cycle, and from that they jumped into a moving jetplane.
The next play was a comedy, an American film. It began with a man playing guitar alone upstairs in his bedroom, but ended with a crowd of people, all covered with records and posters, falling downstairs on top of one another. It was awfully funny.
When the play was over, William hurried out of the Picture Palace and ran down the road, the lonesome road. He took a banana from his pocket and, using it as a pistol, fired twice. Two of his pursuers (not real ones!) fell dead, the rest came on. There was no time to be lost. Running for his dear life, he rushed down dead end street and, still looking back and firing as he went, he ran into his own gateway.
William´s father, Mr Smith, who had stayed at home that day because of a bad headache, after to many drinks a few hours earlier at China Bar, picked himself up from the middle of a rose-bush and seized William by back of his neck.
- What do you mean by running into me like that?!, he shouted.
- I was only just coming in at the gate, said William.
- Be quiet! And go to bed at once!

This story shows that William have a interest for guitar playing, but not too much opportunity to practise it himself. His father, Mr Smith, drink too much and Mrs. Smith, former top-model of the Vogue magazine, is kind but not really understanding, of the fact that William now is grown-up man. If kids are in the age of thirty-one, it´s not to late to learn them about the bird and the bees. But most important of all, they need guitars. Maybe Black, maybe mystery shaped.
In Europe they almost not make cheap mystery guitars any more, they come from the east. But quality can be amazingly good! (That was already said in the 1970-ies...)