Evenutally, we arranged for it to come to my room in a graduate house at the back of Jesus College. When I left, I couldn't take it with me or afford to have it moved. I managed to avoid the issue until Peter, the Head Porter finally caught up with me and said it had to be shifted (implying myriad uses especially for Guy Fawkes night). I had some very kind friends, who now live in Salisbury, but lived in a large barn conversion at the time. They paid for transportation to Malvern (around £650 - nice work if you can get it) and had it in their open plan living room until the time came eventually for them to move as well.
I was able to go and play it whenever I was over there (frequently). Their attitude to unexpected (and sometimes tearful) guests was to put the kettle on and ask them to make the tea/ play with their daughter/ help in the garden. I was glad to do any small thing for them as they made me and others in need of friends a part of their family. The piano went to people who wanted to restore it, which was a good thing as it had had many travels and was a bit battered. Last year, another dear friend gave me her electronic piano, which is fully weighted and has a lovely tone. And I can turn down the volume when my son is going to sleep.
But at lunch time, I am here with just the cats, and I can play Beethoven. Very loudly.
Which brings me in a completely random sort of way to buses. We should start to see work begin on the bus link very soon. It will be monitored by CCTV and an automatic number plate recognition system, so don't be tempted to drive through when it's finished. Checkpoint Charlie will be no more and we will be able to cycle and walk freely through it.
Freude, schoener Goetterfunken,
Tochter aus Elysium,
Wir betreten, feuertrunken, himmlische dein Heiligtum.....(I told you this was random.)