Thanks for the comments feel a bit better now i've told a few people about it
Going off the Ebay topic a little way, here's a bit of frightening story......About 4 years ago I was looking for a Gibson Chet Atkins Nylon string guitar so I decided to run a wanted advert in the Manchester Loot. A few days after the Ad appeared a chap rang up with one of these for sale, he described it as mint even down to the Brown/Tan pink lined case and stated that he was looking for £350 for it
Wow! My heart skipped a beat. He told me that he lived in the Prestwich area of Manchester, I phoned a friend in Manchester and he said Prestwich was quite a nice area and there shouldn't be any problems buying something from around that area and said it was not like buying it from Leven.... (not that I know anything about Leven....) a few miles down the road.
Well we set off for Prestwich around 6pm and found the road that I had been given the address to, yes nice big detached houses, we drove up and down the road looking for this particular house but couldn't seem to find it. The house should be where the school was acording to the house numbers, oh well I'll give him a ring must have written it down wrong. The guy answered the phone and said due to the fact that it was nearly 9pm he had gone to work and had taken the guitar with him, but he would wait outside work and described where it was "The Flamming Balti"
So I drove to the said place and sure enough there was an Indian gentleman standing on the pavement who approached the car as I pulled up, no guitar though! The guy said that he had left the guitar at his friends shop for safety, well the other half climbed in the back of the car and the gentleman climbed in, telling me to drive. Well, I drove around back streets and roads for about 25 minutes, all the time this guy was telling me what a nice religous person he was, finally he said the guitars here at the shop a large Bargain Booze type of place. I pulled outside the shop and said where are we, Leven.... was the reply. He then plonked his watch, wedding ring and mobile phone on the dashboard and said give me the £350 and I'll go in and fetch the guitar. Of course, alarm bells had rung about an hour before and I was well wound up and a bit scared as I was wondering how this would end.
Well I didn't give him the Money as I could see him running out of the door with it, so I started the car and drove up the road and had to remove him from the car, leaving him on the pavement with his bits and pieces. I drove off into the night, we called around at my friends house who sat laughing and asking where the Chet Atkins guitar was (he said i thought it was too good to be true). All a bit too close for comfort, if the guy had a knife or gun we would have been done for
A few years later I advertised for a Takamine guitar in the Loot, well thats another story...
Rob