It all started harmlessly enough. A letter came home from school with The Princess saying there was an opportunity to learn a musical instrument - for free.
I admire anyone who can play as I never learned. I'll never forget a works' Christmas party one year - one of those hotel bashes where four or five companies share the same event. We'd all poured out into the lobby at the end of the evening and were waiting for taxis - the usual long haul you get at that time of year. It would be at least an hour.
One of our number sat down at the piano in reception and began to play Christmas songs - everyone started singing along and dancing and the party carried on for quite a while longer. It was fantastic - and I thought it must be wonderful to have a talent like that.
So I was quite happy for Princess to have a go, and signed the form saying she could take part, that I understood we'd have to pay if the whatever-it-was got damaged or lost, etc etc.
Hmmmm. The 'whatever-it-was' turned out to be a keyboard that's bigger than she is and seems to weigh almost as much. We have to drag it into school once a week and then home again the same day, where it sits behind the sofa waiting for its next outing.
Don't get me wrong. I'm glad she's got the chance to learn and I stand by what I said earlier.
I just wish she could have chosen something small and light.....like a recorder.......
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