Damn, daylia beat me to the obvious wisecrack!

Pianos go weird places. I used to play regularly in a provincial park which had an illkept piano in an unheated and not very airtight barn. Played like shit. I was once sued over a child who lost a toe to a falling piano, and I wasn't even present or responsible for either child or piano. I won.

But in a pool? Cool! I suppose there're a couple down with the Titanic, not played lately.

I'll be careful next week when I get a new (used) upright delivered.

Peace, Mooh.