My dear esteemed correspondents!

Please do not consider me churlish for not responding immediately to your many requests for help. Indeed I see much suffering in some of your posts and I will not abadone you in your hour of need. Unfortunately, I am in my day surgery at present attending to the needs of the physically present. Howevr, thanks to this modern miracle of the internet, I am able to keep track of your pleas for advice.

Please rest assured that I will soon respond to each and every one of your problems as soon as possible.

I can respond quickly here to one correspondent...Mr D. Head.

Indeed Mr Head, I appreciate the analogy very much and there can be few finer sounds of a summer's day! Without wishing to seem pedantic however I must point out that the body of a telecaster is normally made from a denser wood than willow, e.g. ash or maple. Likewise, Mr Archer's head is not constructed from leather but indeed of some species of softwood I believe, perhaps some species of Araucaria (Monkey puzzle)?

However, these are fairly minor points and do not in any way detract from the simple beauty of the metaphor you so ably describe!

Yours sincerely,

Dr. Guitar