The Old Man Truly Receiveth The Needle

Today this small package landed on The Old Man's doorstep. An extremely small package of Japanese constructed loveliness (though not in its own handcrafted wooden box!) ... that do be The Old Man's cartridge.

I do go downstairs after a while to see the new cartridge operating by the light of an anglepoise directed at the turntable.

The Old Man be almost weeping.
"I can hear Tom Waits' words." say he.