Mrs Axe has always been unreasonably supportive of my musical endeavours. It probably helps that in our teenage courtship I won her over with questionable versions of Ralph McTell and Bert Jansch numbers on a crappy acoustic guitar.
As regards music kit, I now have the second bedroom (man cave music room), walk-in cupboard (amp and case storage), space under the bed in the third bedroom (gig bags), and a chunk of the loft (hard cases and cardboard boxes). Plus most of one living room wall hosts 56ft of CD shelves.
After 42 years of marriage I’m starting to think she might be a keeper…