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Tag Archives: piano
Following on from Michael’s comments in yesterday’s post, I replied this morning that he was one up on me in the nappy changing stakes, but I could rustle something up in the kitchen or get a tune out of a … Continue reading
Play it Again (Sam)
I have just had a glorious hour or so at my new keyboard and feel elated. I only recall two bum notes, other than that it was like old times and my hands have held up particularly well. I am … Continue reading
Posted in diary, humour, music, My life Tagged music, natural gift, piano 4 Comments
Christmas has come early
Some time ago Hubby mentioned his wish that since we were buying a new house, he would like me to have another piano. He’d been looking on Youtube and found quite a variety he thought might be suitable to choose … Continue reading
Posted in music, My life, Personal Thoughts Tagged making music, personal selection, piano 16 Comments
The Day the Music Died
Hubby has surprised me in that he is wanting me to have another piano, and once we are settled, I shall be ‘shopping’. I played for my Mum earlier this month and had a lump in my throat. I am … Continue reading
Posted in My life, Uncategorized Tagged Electronic keyboard, Keyboard, music, organ, personal, piano, pleasure, Richard Clayderman, Russ Conway, Tutor 23 Comments
The Good Old Days
31st October 2015 Hubby had an errand to run this morning, and after we’d both walked the dog, I stayed with Mum, though he took Maggie with him. Sir Barkalot is worse than ever today, and I took to not … Continue reading
Self on Self
How do you see yourself? Not just looking in the mirror or a reflection in a window, but how do YOU see you, the person? I’ll bet it’s not as others do. As a child, I was expected to help … Continue reading