Six-word-Saturday

The love of my life – gone

At last, after months of faffing about with an incompetent shipping agent and a large lost deposit the friend of a friend of the pub landlord in Sally’s village came up trumps and arrived at 9.00 last night to pick up my beloved piano.  

Stripped and ready to go - just waiting for the muscle. Last sad melody played and tears mopped up.

Stripped and ready to go – just waiting for the muscle. Last sad melody played and tears mopped up. The muscle polished off the last of the sinful chocolate cake while waiting for the van.

The muscle polished off the last of the sinful chocolate cake while waiting for the van.

In she goe
In she goes – sorry it’s out of focus!

well strapped in, padded with my latest quilt and heaps of blankets
well strapped in, padded with my latest quilt and heaps of blankets

The driver, having driven the length of France from Italy, refused all sustenance except  a cuppa strong tea.  After letting fly with a vituperative exposé of European politics he trundled down the drive at the start of a 5 hour drive to Beauvais for another pickup before crossing the channel in the early hours of Saturday.  I just hope he got to sleep on the ferry!

Bye bye piano.  I’m sure Sally’s family will have as much pleasure from you as I have.

You'd never know it had ever been there.

You’d never know it had ever been there.

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22 Responses to Six-word-Saturday

  1. Sherry Marr says:

    Oh such a poignant parting. I am happy it stays in the family though. Sally’s family will indeed find joy in its acquisition.

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  2. cecilia says:

    You two are so cool! And how wonderful that the piano stays in the family! Morning Viv, morning Sally..c

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  3. Linda says:

    Our oldest grandson who is 22 is a music composer and a wonderful piano player. They recently moved 3 hours away…so I will have to go further to hear him play! It is delightful just sitting and listening to him play…and I shall miss it!

    But I do have a piano here that he plays when he visits us, so that will be good too. I know you will miss your beloved piano…but it seems to be going to a good family! (:>)

    Have a Happy Saturday!

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  4. Karen S. says:

    Music, music ….music should be shared! Long live the life of any piano!

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  5. restlessjo says:

    Not long before you can lay hands on it gently again, Viv. Wish I could play.

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  6. You are an excellent grandmother and just think of the recitals that you might have to travel to attend to listen to the fruits of your grandchild’s labor and love of music. 🙂

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  7. I just received my daughters piano and I have not a clue how to play but at 61 yrs I am going to take lessons…this should be interesting and Tilly no jokes of old women and pianos LOL

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  8. Ron. says:

    Wow, Viv. Bummer. Few things leave bigger holes. You’re brave to give it up.

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  9. Aw, how sad yet sweet! It’s hard to let go of such meaningful objects, particularly an instrument.

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  10. Dana says:

    I’m glad it’s going to a good home. My sister claimed our childhood piano. She brought it to her first house, but when she moved to her second home, she decided it didn’t fit anymore and threw it out—literally. I was horrified. It wasn’t in the best of shape anymore (my sister has five kids), but it was playable and a symbol of my childhood. Sad…

    Happy Saturday, friend. ☺

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  11. Not lost, just moved to a new home!

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  12. I quite understand the sorrow but there’s always a silver lining: your lovely piano is staying in the family and your genes, Viv, will be playing it. You will live as long as the piano does.

    And even longer, in your poetry.

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  13. Nikki says:

    I remember when I let go of my piano. It was a sad day. At least she’s in a good place 🙂

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  14. thehutts says:

    You’ll be able to say hello to it in its new home very soon and Fraser is going to do his keyboard practice on it as we have not got room for keyboard and piano in our living room. He is currently composing a song about World War 2 in school and it will provide the background music whilst he composes at home.
    Don’t forget to play my old keyboard occasionally.
    Sally

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