I am not a worker of wood. On top of that, I don’t really have the tools or the space for doing fine work. Nevertheless, I did my best and it is not too bad. At some point I might re-visit the re-shaping of the knee-board, but not in the forseeable future. It’s done, and it works. Unless you crawl under the organ and look closely at the mitres, you will not see how badly they are cut. Grr. Anyway, here’s the finished product, front and back.

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I have secured the holes left by the speakers, using plastic grilles which are usually employed for fixing pond filters. If I inadvertently stick my foot through the fabric, this reduces the risk of me getting electrocuted. I have re-fitted the square box (right of the rightmost picture), since I have discovered that it is essential to the structural integrity of the console. Fortunately I kept the bits. I’m a great keeper of bits, me. David would be proud.

It felt… satisfying… to finally be putting things together again after such a long period without any major progress. I can now turn once more to matters electronic. Next on the Great Big List is to fit the new pots to the expression shoes, and then fit the shoes back in their hole.

I also need to measure the right-hand moulding, to shorten it by two pistons, making allowance for the enlarged hole. At least one, if not two, of these pistons should fit easily on the left-hand moulding. My plan is to do the measuring next week, and then drop the mouldings off at David’s front door so that he can get to work on them with far more skill than I can manage. He’s more-or-less on the way to the supermarket so I can do this when I go shopping, thereby avoiding an unnecessary journey.

I also have a skip arriving next week, so that I can remove the three rotting sheds in my garden. I have a lump hammer and a crowbar. And gin – for medicinal purposes.