The strangest thing
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Today, for the first time in months, I wanted to play my piano. It was enjoyable. I used headphones so no-one else was subjected to the racket and terrible mistakes I made. Despite all that, I found it relaxing.
I went back into the sitting room – the piano is in the dining room – and returned to my computer to type something and had the oddest feeling. The keyboard suddenly seemed far too small. Surely it should be much wider, and where had all the black notes – the sharps and flats gone? My fingers were searching in vain. Eventually, brain and hands reconnected and I was able to type reasonably competently once more.
Thank goodness it wasn’t a pipe organ with two or three manuals, an array of stops, and a pedalboard for the feet, or I should have been completely at sea, not least because I’ve never learnt to play a pipe organ. 😟
I wonder if the same thing will happen next time. Perhaps I should allow for a period of readjustment before switching between keyboards in future. Maybe my brain is simply addled.
