Our piano

We have a piano in our house. It’s digital but sounds and plays as near as dammit to the real thing. I bought it as a present a little while ago for my wife. She was always playing the one at her parents’ house when we visited and we had often talked about getting one if we ever had the space. And she plays beautifully for someone who has not had any lessons since she was a child.

But something struck me this weekend. I can’t play the piano nor do I wish to really but hearing my wife play We Can Work it Out and Claire De Lune this weekend I came to the conclusion that if the house was to burn down I wouldn’t care a jot if all my vinyl went up in flames. As long as we rescued that piano.

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