My daughter loved playing the piano. Here she is playing a fancy piano at my cousin's house. We didn't buy a fancy piano for her. We told her that she could buy her own when she earned her money.
She did buy a fancy one, but alas, she had traveled abroad and could not take it with her.
The purpose of this blog post was a comment in the face book posted by my friend Ivy Ngui and Chien. It is a nostalgic post. When we went to NTU, Singapore, we chose to stay at a low rise apartment. Twice in a 3 storey maisonette, and once in a 4 storey maisonette.
We hired piano movers to move the piano many times. There were two men, one was quite old. When they grunted as they heaved the piano, I didn't dare to look.
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