My piano has been drinking too...

A lot...

In fact, so much, that it has had to get its own recycling box...

Its drinking problem could well stem from a feeling of inadecuacy, of not quite raising to its potential....

I suppose it doesn't help that, sometimes, while I am caressing its plasticky keys I close my eyes and fantasize about Baby Grand Pianos...

Mind you, my explanation for my two recycling boxes, doesn't seem to cut the mustard with the neighbours...

PS. If you want to blame someone for this blip, blame B.P and the piano...not me!!

PSS. the lego reference is unintended..