Pass the screwdriver
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Like my foreman once told me...
He was the consumate craftsman in my early year's. An introvert like most craftsmen are. Blowing his own trumpet ? Nothing could be further from the truth. But because his work was the highest quality on the shop floor he always got the job of making the most visible part of the Organ, the console. That's the keyboard and stops.
His work was perfect. There was no other way to describe it. He had the gift in spades. I'm competant but not in Terry's league. Not by a country mile.
Terry was respected though because he looked out for everyone, always happy to give good advice. He was a good man. Kind and never aggressive or patronising.
But petty jealousy reared its ugly head in the form of an interloper from another firm who wanted his job and started character assassinating him. Sabotaging his bench and work to make him look bad. Fortunately the lads were on to him and caught him stealing. He stole everyone's tools. The worst crime you can commit on the shop floor. He got the sack. But not before he had got to Terry. Tel had a nervous breakdown. He loved his work and that's all that mattered to him.
He never fully recovered from it.
I never forgot that. Or his advice.
What caused the breakdown specifically ?
He made the new console for St Paul's Cathedral. To put it in place they had to lift it up on a block and tackle. The block broke and the console was destroyed. Someone had sabotaged it. Many months of painstaking work ruined.
THAT is the reality out there in the real world. Petty jealousy. Dirty tricks.
RIP Terry. And thanks.
I was lucky, damned lucky, to have such a good foreman to teach me.
As for this forum ? I couldn't give two hoots. Ban me, your looking for an excuse. My work may as well be it. It was for Terry and many other honest blokes who got shafted just for being dedicated to doing a proper job.
He was the consumate craftsman in my early year's. An introvert like most craftsmen are. Blowing his own trumpet ? Nothing could be further from the truth. But because his work was the highest quality on the shop floor he always got the job of making the most visible part of the Organ, the console. That's the keyboard and stops.
His work was perfect. There was no other way to describe it. He had the gift in spades. I'm competant but not in Terry's league. Not by a country mile.
Terry was respected though because he looked out for everyone, always happy to give good advice. He was a good man. Kind and never aggressive or patronising.
But petty jealousy reared its ugly head in the form of an interloper from another firm who wanted his job and started character assassinating him. Sabotaging his bench and work to make him look bad. Fortunately the lads were on to him and caught him stealing. He stole everyone's tools. The worst crime you can commit on the shop floor. He got the sack. But not before he had got to Terry. Tel had a nervous breakdown. He loved his work and that's all that mattered to him.
He never fully recovered from it.
I never forgot that. Or his advice.
What caused the breakdown specifically ?
He made the new console for St Paul's Cathedral. To put it in place they had to lift it up on a block and tackle. The block broke and the console was destroyed. Someone had sabotaged it. Many months of painstaking work ruined.
THAT is the reality out there in the real world. Petty jealousy. Dirty tricks.
RIP Terry. And thanks.
I was lucky, damned lucky, to have such a good foreman to teach me.
As for this forum ? I couldn't give two hoots. Ban me, your looking for an excuse. My work may as well be it. It was for Terry and many other honest blokes who got shafted just for being dedicated to doing a proper job.