I was put in an adjoining room (number 513- thought it had tinges of bad luck in the number) next to a stranger -separated by 2 doors, who happened to be a ‘village idiot’ type, who gave out a big ‘Moo!’ at the adjoinment when my phone voice exceeded 20dB. My quiet keyboard practice was delayed until after he loudly slammed his door shut at 0607hours.
Breakfast was good, I requested porridge and got it! On leaving the breakfast room i was delighted to see the bar piano..as I look for them everywhere, although this morning’s rendition of Clair de lune on this uncared for beautiful creation made me look more like Les Dawson than Claude Debussy.More
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