Dee took the opportunity to sit down. He held out a thin hand. “We’re very pleased to meet you. We’ve heard a lot about you…”

Dee introduced himself, stage name and all, as well as his fiancé - who had obviously noticed said 18-string guitar and had suddenly lost the words to do it himself.

“Wow…” Jay couldn’t take his eyes off the instrument.

Dee laughed. “I hope we’re not… disturbing something.”