We've been in our new house for about a month now. And in all that time, I've been unable to compose anything or play the piano at all because during the move all the screws and the lovely solid Stanley screwdriver that came with the piano went missing, so we've been unable to assemble the stand, leaving the keyboard a mere limbless torso sitting on the floor in our bedroom. We hunted and hunted through everything - once, twice, three times - with no luck at all, and in the end, last week I half-resigned myself to needing to order in a new set of screws. So I called Sound Control and spoke to their Roland expert and he gave me the phone number of Spare Parts at Roland. But I wanted to have one more hunt...

So tonight, I walked into the spare room, which has been used as a dumping ground for all the post-move detritus, as well as housing a lot of storage in which various chaotic accumulations of stuff have been put away, and proclaimed in a loud, clear, ringing tone: "I have the number for Roland Spares. If you don't show yourself tonight, I will ring them in the morning and replace you!" I figured it was a bit warm to start pulling things out so went to open the window. To get at the window easily, I needed to move the huge pile of pillows (about 6 pillows!) which the owners had left behind on the main bed when they moved out, plus a spare doona and some other manchestery items. I pushed open the window and as I did so, noticed that a MiniDisc had fallen down beside the cupboard beside the window. I bent down to fetch it, peering as I did into the long thin box that I'd been through twice already... and guess what was poking out at me - yes indeed, a small plastic bag containing a screwdriver and a bunch of piano screws! So you see, threatening inanimate objects really can get you what you want sometimes!

# posted by minim @ 10:33 PM