The first time I met my Monsieur Winkelmann (who was not so named at the time); I'd taken the midnight train from Cadrieu to Paris to "try him out" at Monsieur Jolly's atelier before agreeing to the purchase.
Because he was a "big guy", he was out at another of Philippe's ateliers in the suburbs. I must confess that playing a baby grand was not what I expected after years of "spinet-ing". I wasn't sure I was crazy about the sound, but as Philippe said: "This is a piano that you will play for others." He sat down to play for me...
...and Moon River worked its magic again. No one had ever played Moon River for me before. I stood with my back to the windows of the atelier with tears in my eyes. He was right. The deal was sealed.
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