I’m doing a repair for Andrew Lloyd Webber at a leased house in Beverly Hills off Linden Drive. No, he wasn’t there thank goodness. Just his staff. I have to go to the basement of the house to find the main telephone protector box. One of his flunkies shows me the basement door, then ignores me. I hit the light switch, go down some fairly large stairs into a BIG basement. As I hit more light switches (the really old types made of porcelain), I see it. Sitting on a twenty-foot long work table is a model of a battleship. Almost completed. I step closer. On another bench beside it, some of the eighteen inch guns, still waiting to be installed. It looked like someone had just put down their tools, then, never came back for ten years. Dust covered everything. I already knew from the bow and the superstructure that it was a model of the, YAMATO. It was the finest rendition I’ve ever seen. All wood. WOW! Hit the phone box, rolled for my next job.