As I've just finished weaving one wall hanging and I'm about to begin another, this seemed like a good time to pause and make a few repairs. There are three lazy heddles that have been annoying me for the past few months, and the valves have to be replaced. It means climbing up on a ladder and getting into the guts of my TC-1, a procedure I don't enjoy, but "once begun is half done."
I have a strange assortment of tools that make the job easier: a very funky needle-nosed pliers with two noses, an assortment of metric allen wrenches, and a wooden mallet.
Ninety minutes later, done!
After a brief test, it appears that all the heddles are working (yay!). I'm going to reward myself with a cup of hot black tea, a comfortable chair, and a good read: Alan Furst's "Spies of the Balkans."