A change today. Instead of writing about something baked of hand made, I thought I'd mention our beautiful Piano. It is a treasured gift from my Godmother.
It's a handsome upright Broadwood and it has a lovely crisp sound.
Until recently I've not played much for a long time, but of late I've really wanted to start up playing again, and have dusted off a piece I learned a very long time ago. It's funny how quickly it comes back to you after such a long time away. The piece I'm currently playing has lots of the markings my piano teacher wrote in it about 13 years ago!
How glad I am that I persevered in playing when I was younger despite frequent teenage urges to throw it in and relax more. It's nice to have a (incredibly rusty) skill to come back to later on.
C x
