Friday, 18 May 2012

The curious incident of the piano in the kitchen

My son has a piano in his kitchen. Posh, eh? No. Not posh at all, and it's in the way and his wife is not pleased.

The piano, which belonged to a deceased relative, was delivered by a removal firm ten days ago. I had to pay for this, up front. Fair enough. But the men refused to take the piano downstairs to the living room, and dumped it in the kitchen. Where it remains. It is not a big piano. It is quite small. But it is heavy. My son can't move it on his own, and his wife is petite; ie not piano moving material.

I have now phoned several times and spoken to lovely Clare in the office (Clare and I are getting to know each other quite well). But of course, she only pass on messages. I have emailed the boss twice. No response. I have left a message for the ombudsman (don't you just love that word?) and hope to get advice from him.

Meanwhile, I am very cross indeed, my daughter-in-law is becoming .....restive? And my son?

As I said at the beginning of this post ( are you still awake?): my son has a piano in his kitchen.

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  1. Bet your daughter-in-law just loved that deceased relative so much. How kind of him/her to leave it to them.

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    1. The piano wasn't exactly left to them, Maggie. We had to "dispose" of belongings, and my son fancied the piano. Not any more, though...

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  2. When we moved into this flat, I struck a deal with the new tenants for my former flat: I left my kitchen there in exchange for them moving my piano. It was a good deal for me, because the young men were all experienced in what in German is so often called "event management", moving stuff for concerts, and they had to carry my (small but heavy...) piano up to the first floor where I live. One of them pulled his back and had to go home, and I now had gotten rid of my old kitchen which I didn't need here anyway - there was already one fitted when I bought the place :-)

    I am trying to picture your son's house with the kitchen up- and the living room downstairs; sounds like an unusual arrangement.

    Hopefully, Clare's boss will soon get back to you!

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    1. Meike, it's a gorgeous house, with rooms on four floors. The kitchen takes up the whole of the ground floor, and is large. Just as well, as it happens...

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  3. That is very uncool :( I hope you get some satisfaction sooner rather than later.

    ~ Rhonda Parrish

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    1. Uncool...a very good word for it, Rhonda!

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  4. I'm sure that a system of blocks and tackles and some horse power (sorry Titch) could do the job.

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    1. Titch doesn't mind, GB. The hunting horn is his instrument. And fortunately he doesn't understand about horsepower..

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  5. I hope you get this sorted out soon, Frances! I love the word ombudsman too, but I've always thought it sounded more suited to something horticultural! x

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    1. I think ombudsman sounds more ilke a tribal leader, Teresa. Anyway, this one still hasn't got back to me...

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