My story is rather more plebian....
I pulled up at the pile of one of my more wealthy clients to work on their piano. I'm in the Morgan.
His wife (who is not English) came out with him (and I'm not going to name him!) and said:
What a lovely thing; an English piano tuner turns up on a sunny English day in a handmade English car to work on our handmade English piano...what could be nicer?
He then offered to take me for a ride in his helicopter if I would take him out in the Morgan.
Actually, the helicopter bit is another story. Before I knew about the helicopter....We went into his office which had blinds on the window. He showed me his latest toy which was a miniature helicopter, remote controlled, which he was able to land on my palm. I had a go and said what fun it was and he replied: don't get too involved or you will end up having to buy one of ...these...at which point he opened the blinds to reveal a black proper helicopter on his lawn at the rear!
Nick
Last edited by nick w; 12/09/22 11:53 AM.
