Typewriter update.

The Male came home about five minutes after I posted, and he gave me his bicycle lamp to use as a flashlight. I also set up a reading lamp, so I was well-lit. I felt like telling the mechanism that it was surrounded and that it should come out with its hands up.

Twisting and craning and following the little metal-and-widget path of the doo-hickey what was playing up, I threaded my way circuitously through the innards of the typewriter to find a lever that went to...

...a switch on the front that I never ever use but had accidentally bumped when poking the ribbon.

I switched it back to where it should be, and everything worked.

Commence Dee feeling sheepish. Which I have continued to do ever since, and it's working out well for me, so I'll just stick with it. Thanks.