Wireless technology part II

As I've been having a few issues with my guitar build, I've been sidetracked by my amp project.

If you remember my earlier post, I was going to put the workings from an old Bush amplifier into a nice retro wireless I picked up on ebay. I originally hoped to keep the radio working, but there was no way I was going to fit both of the workings into the space available.

Being completely clueless about electrics and electronics, I was going to need to be hyper careful when removing the amp parts. If I pulled out wires and damaged components, I would really be up shit creek without an amplifier.

The gods of badly thought out electrical endeavours looked kindly over me as I undertook the tricky operation. Apart from having to connect a new jack socket in place of the old din plug input and soldering longer wires to the bass and treble pots, it all went better than could've been expected.

After some fiddly and cramped screwing and bolting of the components firmly into place, I put the back on and hoped for the best.

I fitted to the back a brass handle and a couple of hooks to spool (is that the right word?) the power cable round, to make the amp slightly more portable.

The brass/gold jackplate and guitar knobs give the front a classy period look...in my not-so-humble opinion.

My girlfriend, Louise, watched with a look of terror on her face as I plugged the amp into the mains and, with a silent prayer to the gods of badly thought out electrical endeavours, I turned the knob....

There was a satisfying clunk from the knob, followed by an electrical hum twined with the light behind the dial coming on. Amazed that I hadn't received a life-threatening electric shock from the metal knob, I glanced at the still terrified Louise and then back to the amp, checking to see if there was any signs of smoke emanating from it, the flex or the plug.

Still no signs of impending danger, I twisted the knob fully, which was accompanied by a satisfying increase in the electrical humming. No fire. No explosion. It was time to take the final step and plug in my acoustic guitar.

What do you know! It works! The twangy sounds of my classical guitar were pouring forth from the speaker.  Louise's expression of fear had now turned to one of incredulity. Between you and me reader, my better half's surprise was dwarfed by my own disbelief that I had succeeded in creating a damn fine looking amp without fire, explosion, serious injury or death.

Oh, well, enough prevaricating. Time to get back to guitar making.