Hi Thumper,
Ah, so you're the lucky guy who got her! (Er, I mean the bass, not the wife . . . though you were obviously pretty lucky there too, by the sounds of things!)
I work in Denmark Street and for the last few weeks have been walking past that shop every morning and gazing in at that beautiful bass. Honestly, sitting there alongside the Buzzard and that monstrosity of a Parker, she was a sight to behold - made my trek into work that bit more bearable!
I had been so tempted to give her a try, but seeing as I already own an MK standard in quilt maple and I know that 'love at first play' effect only too well, I kept my hands to myself, so to speak.
Then she disappeared.
Well, I'm glad she's obviously gone to someone who loves her and will treat her well. But I'll miss seeing her in that window in the mornings!
Incidentally, when I bought my MK, it was at my wife's insistence, exactly as you describe . . . there must be something about Alembics that wives secretly like . . . I mean, I've lusted after Stingrays and Statuses, Jaydees and Steinbergers in the past, but never before did my wife look at me and say, 'You know if you really want that bass, you should go get it.'
Welcome to the club!
K
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