I’ve just been watching the news showing the devastation of the Cumbrian floods. Outside one house was an upright piano ruined by floodwater. It set me off thinking about my own piano. Even though I can’t play it anymore, I’d be devastated if any harm were to come to it. It’s been such a major part of my history. Now it sits alongside the sofa serving as a rather bulky extra shelf. I couldn’t bear to part with it.
I think it’s important, whether it’s photographs or large pianos, to have some sort of reminder of what we could do. It’s certainly helped me to look for new things I can do.
Best wishes, Steve.