The piano tuner has refused to come back. ‘Not until you get a new one,’ he said.
Our 1960s-era Korean-made ‘Hans Büchtmann’ upright, installed in the living room after being rolled along the street from a neighbour understandably keen to be rid of it, has passed the point of no return. Repairs would be a waste of money, said the piano man. ‘The action is shot. It won’t stay in tune. It’s toast’.
