never been twenty one before

If pianos were women, I'd be a right 'jack the lad', seeing as I've had a go on so many different ones in the past few weeks! Mauling them with my builder's hands that aren't so rough these days on account of me not being a builder and all.
There's my own Clavinova at the Mount Hotel, where I played for a wedding (you don't say!), then, there's a snap I took from the Bewdley private party last Saturday. Look at that room, all pink lights and drapes and vases and all candles outside!

And there's the charmless chunk of wood I played at Sutton yesterday. 'nuff said.
And left, the Steinway at Pattingham. Two and a half hours a week for five years. Which is 600 odd hours. . jesus wept!
And there's Julie today, helping me out with vocal duties at my little baby grand I play in Tettenhall every week.
It's a life of keys! innit?