BBC news talking about prison Bill. Reminded me of a crime in a local hotel I heard about years ago. Two guys showed up at the hotel in overalls and told the receptionist they were there to take away the grand piano (for fixing or other pretext?) They must have spent about fifteen to thirty minutes dismantling the piano (time when someone could have disturbed them or called the cops). Eventually they were done and took off in their van. Crime wasn't discovered till someone said... where's the piano? Brass ballz on these guys.
Quite a few years ago, my girlfriend (now my wife) worked in a department store in Sauchiehall Street, Glasgow. Think of Grace Brothers with Glasgow accents. She was, I suppose, the Miss Brahms of the store at the time. If she was still there, she'd be more like Mrs Slocombe. Part of her floor was given over to kitchen goods. One day, two men in brown dustcoats bearing the store logo arrived with a flat-bed trolley. They heaved a huge fridge-freezer off a display stand onto the trolley. Captain MacPeacock or whatever he was called, approached to find out what they were up to.
It seemed they needed a signature from the gaffer of the floor before they could take the appliance any further.
"I'm the gaffer, I mean the floor manager," said Captain MacPeacock.
"Right, sir," said the guy with the clipboard. "Sign both copies and keep the top one for your receipt. I'll sign underneath you." Both copies signed with a flourish, Captain MacPeacock held the lift door open for them and saw them and the fridge-freezer down to the ground floor where he and his ground floor, flower-wearing colleague held the main doors open for the men with the trolley. When the appliance, the trolley and the two men were safely ensconced in their unmarked white van, the flower-wearing gents returned to the store.
The first problem arose when Captain MacPeacock discovered his Parker pen was missing. Then Receipt & Dispatch discovered two brown dustcoats were missing. They were also short of a flat-bed trolley. You'll never guess the next thing to turn up missing...
Quite a few years ago, my girlfriend (now my wife) worked in a department store in Sauchiehall Street, Glasgow. Think of Grace Brothers with Glasgow accents. She was, I suppose, the Miss Brahms of the store at the time. If she was still there, she'd
Zorro, they've totally mugged themselves off. There are plenty begging you to take them away on freecycle.
And if you've got any monopoly money handy, you can get then tuned for free too.
Zorro, they've totally mugged themselves off. There are plenty begging you to take them away on freecycle.And if you've got any monopoly money handy, you can get then tuned for free too.
Some pianos sell for Thousands, even tens of thousands. I think an old beatles piano went for millions (an upright, not a grand piano). I used to move them for an auction house. With Grand Pianos - You have to turn them on their sides. Take off the pedals, The three legs with a mallet sometimes. Rope it to a protective slipper and put it onto a set of wheels. Steinways weighed a ton and needed four men. Some grands could be done by two. most of them weigh as heavy as a safe.
Some pianos sell for Thousands, even tens of thousands. I think an old beatles piano went for millions (an upright, not a grand piano). I used to move them for an auction house. With Grand Pianos - You have to turn them on their sides. Take off the p