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Re: Piano Lessons and Satchels
I have very vague memories of my lessons there. I'd only started going for lessons a couple of months before the accident. My dad always thought that at least one of us would have some sort of talent that would make us a living and keep him in his old age.  On top of the piano lessons we also had ballet, tap dancing, tennis, elocution. Unfortunately he soon discovered that none of us had any kind of ability what-so-ever in the stage/sports departments. We were therefore urged to get 'proper' jobs. 
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