Klarinet Archive - Posting 000318.txt from 1995/04

From: Frances M Robinson <intm5@-----.UK>
Subj: Frances Robinson and the MYSTERY CLARINET
Date: Mon, 17 Apr 1995 17:07:45 -0400

I just read what you've all been saying and I am about to cry it is so
nice of you all. To think I once shouted at you all about a
misunderstanding about sherbet powder. Oh it is so kind, you see one day
I'm going to be famous but right now, the list is my world with my fame.
THANKYOU!!!!!!!!!!!

And now, there begins a tale of mystery, intrigue, dodgy car boot sales
and 'Otto Langey's clarinet and corno di basetto tutor, c.1897'
This is the story of one listies struggle against reeds, keys and more.
I bid ye, read on one and all, for the story that is

FRANCES ROBINSON'S 100 YEAR OLD SIMPLE SYSTEM ROSEWOOD CLARINET IN C

In January, whilst visiting my grandma and cousins deep in the green and
rolling Shropshire hills, we went to the local supermarket, 'Harry
Tuffins' to buy food. There was a Sunday market, and the stalls looked
like a celebration of the old alongside the new, grey building
that was Harry Tuffins supermarket(not to mention interesting). So we
ventured to the bric-a-brac stalls until we came to one staffed by an
unfriendly looking man with a Birmingham accent. And, amongst the
plethora of broken TV's, rusting shovels and tangled wires, there stood a
table heavy with long-lost treasures of a bygone age, and rising from the
centre was a tarnished, lost-looking clarinet, like the pheonix dying in
the flames it would one day rise from, aspiring towards a new, better
tuneful world.

"How much do you want for it?" came the question, piercing the air like a
D in the extreme register
"sixty quid"
INTERVAL FOR SHOPPING-HALF AN HOUR LATER
My dad:"will you take thirty quid"
"I'll give you it for fifty eight'

Now I will send this message in case my modem gives up-the story
continues in 10 minutes or so.....