Mop

I should have blipped a photo of our tea concert, but all my shots are of folk sitting at tables eating afternoon tea, whereas what would have been nice would have been to show the rapt adoration on their faces while we were performing (I'm guessing a bit there, because I was looking at my music while playing, not at them, which would have resulted in wrong notes). But piano-playing and blipping are basically mutually exclusive activities, unless you have four hands. And Cath's blip (here) sums up the tea better than I could have done!

So instead, here is a mop handle and a fire alarm.