So, at the end of a very long and emotional day packing up the Art House, the piano movers turned up at 1915 - over an hour late - and did a blinding job of shifting "Lumpy Joanna" as the piano is now called (after a comment from the lead mover) to his new home.
And here is a very happy boi, playing a remarkably still in tune Lumpy, accompanied by a headbanging, whistling Missy burb...
Marvelous.
Thank you all for making this little slice of magic happen, Nicola xxx