Organ transplant

Tada!

Mr B is currently accepting commissions for transforming organs into desks (customers must provide their own organ console and big blokes to do the carrying).

Isn't it beautiful? It has a lovely roll top too, which you can see in rolled down mode here for those of you interested in the organ-to-desk story for anything other than the smutty jokes (most of them made by me, of course). It was a quite enormous amount of work, including installing a new piece of wood for the desk top (the bit you actually use to put your stuff on) in place of the keyboards that were there. That wood obviously had to be stained to match the rest of the ensemble. And as you can see, 1950s organ console makers clearly had in mind later uses as a computer desk when they left all those convenient gaps to put cabling through.

Of course, given that it had to be dissembled to the point of just being bits of wood to get in the door... it means it will have to be sold with the house now that it's all glued back together (along with the pool table, I think). Maybe in the current economic climate we'd be best advertising it as "great desk and pool table for sale, with free house".

Normal service of picture of beaches in East Lothian and my dinner will be resumed from tomorrow.