So What Happened To The Piano?

I can only recall one old traditional pub singalong. It was back in c1952 in the heart of Sleetburn. Once the beer had done its job out would come the old songs. What was I doing there, being well under age? Goodness only knows. Perhaps it involved a family celebration. How often do we hear a piano being played in a pub these days? I suppose television did for it. Not that it bothers me unduly. Have you a view?

On a different level - but dwelling on the same subject - I wonder what happened to the piano that my mother was promised on the demise of her grandmother. She deserved that piano. For years, as was frequently the way then in mining communities, she acted as a young assistant [semi servant?] to her grandparent. I am confident that lots of families have minor skeletons in their lockers - well one of ours was that piano!

Should I be exhibiting that particular piece of family history in such painful detail? I say - why not? It was perhaps too often the way in those days that less than noble behaviour occured somewhere in the extended family. I imagine that we were a 'normal'  family!

Sometimes it's deathly quiet on this site. I suppose  the word death came to mind because of my current lecture studies taken from the Yale University facility. Speaking of that has ANYONE gone in and used it?

WB