Bargains in unlikely places (though somebody would have to pay me to take away a Bob Dylan album!)
Around the time I was beginning to be interested in live music the guitarist in our skiffle group/jazz band passed a car salesroom in the centre of Liverpool and saw a roughly-painted (black) guitar hanging in the window.
He was told it was given in part-exchange for a second-hand jalopy, along with some other bits-and-pieces to make up the asking price.
He offered £10 for it, took it home and lovingly restored his newly acquired Martin.
Jim Carroll