Thank you for the music...

When I was growing up, I used to love listening to my dad, who was a very good jazz pianist, play the piano. In recent years, he has suffered from Parkinson’s disease and it has become harder and harder for him to play and when my parents moved house, lack of space meant having to lose the piano. I wondered if I would ever hear my dad play the piano again. Tonight when I answered the phone to my mum, she simply said “Listen.” In the background, I heard the sound of their new keyboard – and my dad playing it.