Week 322: Piano mover

November 2, 2024

On Friday I got home from a very good lunch with Nat to find there was a piano at the back door. Lachie, and its previous owner, had managed to roll it on a custom made trolley, out of her house and 50 metres down the road to ours. This had taken over an hour, and the final 7 metre journey was up a step, through a door and into our house.
I was the second pair of hands for the last leg.
Not five minutes into my new hobby as a piano mover, the piano fell sideways. It made the noise of every single piano key being pressed at once. It was a bad and very loud sound.
Have you ever seen a hardcore introvert absorbing, internally, the shock of dropping a piano. Watching Lachie was like seeing a man swallow an atom bomb and then just… suppress it.
Our neighbours, on hearing what sounded like someone dropping a piano on its side, came round to see what was going on and found us, staring silently at a piano on its side.
One of the neighbours said “well, at least let me help you get it upright”. And that was the start of his new hobby of piano mover.
We now have a piano. Amazingly the only damage done by the piano falling on its side was to our council issued plastic recycling tub which is somewhat crumpled. All people and piano are fine.