The Curious Journey of Grandma’s Piano to Reading Station

A peculiar sight greeted travelers recently at Reading Station: a familiar piano that once held a place of honor in my grandmother’s home. This piano has had quite the journey, weaving through the lives of my family before arriving at its unexpected new resting place.

Originally, the piano stood proudly in my grandmother’s house in Radlett, a beloved fixture for years. It was later owned by my brother, who brought it to Caversham for his daughters to practice their musical skills. As the girls advanced, the piano was passed on through a Freecycle exchange, intended for a new owner to enjoy.

Much to my surprise, it has now surfaced at Reading Station! I’m eager to unravel the mystery of how it ended up here. If anyone has insights into the piano’s latest relocation, please share! Interestingly, my father humorously noted that the piano’s sound now resembles bells more than music, suggesting it’s overdue for some tuning.

This unexpected twist has sparked a blend of nostalgia and curiosity within me, as I imagine the journey this cherished instrument has embarked on since leaving our family’s care.