You might hear me Play the piano-

The Piano Tuner just left--  Himself had to sit in the study with the 2 dogs-- (They must be quiet when a piano tuner is here)  --In fact, Mom used to say, one must keep the TV and the radio off so the piano tuner can do his tuning--no extra noise! ---  It took him about 2 hrs to tune the piano--another $160 down the drain--but---- now, the piano sounds wonderful--It just sounds glorious! ---  The Piano Tuner used to come twice a yr--now only once a yr--He moved from Sudbury (2 hrs away)--to London, ON., which must be 7-8 hrs away--It's always a big deal when he comes as everything in the house stops-- and when he is finished tuning, he plays a wonderful piece which sounds amazing! There is no piano tuner in town , so I move Heaven and Earth to make sure I am here to receive  this guy--I think "tuning a piano" must be a lost art-- 

I took piano lessons , as a kid, up to Gr 6--Of course, I hated practicing, so never did practice much!  I took from the Nuns, in London , ON., who used to whack my hands with a long pointer stick when I hit the wrong notes, which happened often . (I never practiced, remember?)  -And raising 5 children, we never had the funds (I thought)_ to buy a piano. 

When Dad passed, he left all of us some money, which I took to Sudbury one weekend, as I wanted to buy a piano-- I shopped at several music stores there, but stores to-day only carry electric pianos-- I wanted a real piano--

I finally  found a used real piano--FROM THIS PIANO TUNER---- He even drove this piano here from Sudbury--set it up--tuned it --and has come here ever since. I LOVE MY PIANO_-So, I took lessons once again, from a local piano Teacher in town--until----I developed Glaucoma which was not diagnosed for a few yrs, as I struggled along with very sore eyes-Glaucoma was eventually treated and I had Cataract surgery--- and finally now , I just play for my own enjoyment--well--Beau and now Lopez seem to enjoy my music--as do the neighbours when the patio door is open.

This has turned into a long epistle ---Lord love a Duck!---  There is no moral to the story either!---Isn't it strange how one's mind wanders?---Anyway, we have sunshine--mega heat--The AC is on--and lunch is ready--Jamaican patties---I wish I could now tell you that you can come to my concert which I am practicing for, to play for the Queen----but-----well. yu do know  that is not going to happen--BUT---if you are out in a boat on our lake, yu just might hear sounds of a piano tinkling across the water--AND IT MIGHT BE ME!!!