My faults


My faults

Now I know I’m not perfect.  People do keep complaining.  My little buttons sometimes don’t work (and Mr Brian did get in such a tizz).   Notes stick.  Notes don’t work.  Pipes start to sound like a farmyard

There’s a little book on my shelf where those nice organ players write messages to Mr Gary and he spends ages trying to work out what they mean.  But I did recently find a better use for his book  -  it’s just the right size to hold down one of my keys (A) while the orchestra tuned, and saved one of my players from getting finger cramp!

Well the solution is obvious and as I keep telling you, it’s time that the long- promised work is carried out and, Yeah, next year that is going to happen

Meanwhile Mr Gary says it’s pointless trying to keep fixing my faults, when work is going to be done so soon.  He would much prefer to spend his time here on keeping my lovely pipes in tune, and save money for the Abbey

So that’s what’s going to happen.  Faults there will be, but my players are going to have to smile and carry on.  My buttons will continue to be a problem and my players will just have to pull out and push in my stops by hand

But it will all come right in the end, and everyone will see just what lovely sounds Mr William intended for me

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