Rochelle is the host of the most lovely Friday Fictioneers.
Rochelle says:
Fryderyk Franciszek Chopin was born in March 1810, in Poland. In 1830, he left Poland for Paris. In 1848, this once proud Pleyel adorned Chopin’s conservatory there. Chopin called it “his own” and polished its keys as if it were a lover. From France, it traveled to London, then to Scotland, to Mrs. Trotter’s parlor out on the farm. Lindsay, her granddaughter, played, “Mary’s Little Lamb” on it. Lindsay died from croup in 1981, after which the Pleyel started a transient’s journey. Here, 2019, is where it sits today.
http://www.cobbecollection.co.uk/collection/33-chopins-own-grand-piano/
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…and now we know the rest of the story. Awesome demise of the icon!
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Rochelle’s story block didn’t load for me here…so I may have missed something. Not sure if your account is true or half true! Thinking that you twisted the end? I do love famous instrument stories!
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Thank you for letting me know. I tried to use Rochelle’s linkup tab on the post in addition to using Mr. Linky at her site. I noticed there was some extra script at the end, but left it there. I copied it whole so not sure what the problem is. Will just remove it for now and try to figure it out. You can still click on Friday Fictioneers link at the very top of the page. Will you let me know if that works please?
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Yes…that link works just fine. That’s a busy site with lots going on. I see you must have changed the chopin end…very cool
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Yes, it is very busy there. Lots of entries and very good writing. I didn’t change the end, it had that link on there before. I just took what was supposed to be a button to Rochelle’s site off. Maybe the two links got mixed together??
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Jeremy, did you click on the frog at the site? It takes you to all of the entries.
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No I didn’t…just had a browse
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There are a minimum of 50 stories at the frog click each week, all 100 words or less. The creativity is awesome.
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I’ll have another look, thanks for the share
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Oh no, I meant the end of your story…with chopins piano ending up abandoned as in the photo
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It’s fiction based on some fact, sorry I misunderstood you. Yes, I told a fictional tale that started with fact.
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Had me guessing!
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An unjust fate, for such a ‘grand’ piano.. Very well done!
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Thank you, Violet!
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What a wonderful tale, objects can tell such fascinating stories, and vice versa.
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Thank you, Iain.
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Fascinating story – very enjoyable read!
Susan A Eames at
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Thank you, Susan, glad you enjoyed it.
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That’s an interesting journey of the pleyel.. Thanks for sharing
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You are welcome.
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Pleyel has seen life in different cities of Europe. Now time to rest sitting in a corner.
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Yes, time to rest.
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If only objects could talk…what stories they’d tell. What an interesting tale.
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Thank you, Keith.
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That’s an ingenious and interesting take on the prompt. Are you a pianist yourself?
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Thank you. No, I’m not.
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This was a lovely story. Sad end for such a beauty.
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Yes it is. Thank you, glad you liked it.
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A lovely meander through the ups and downs of a piano’s life. Beautiful FF :)
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Thank you, Lynn :)
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My pleasure
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The life story of an instrument – so intriguing. All new to me. Thank you.
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This is fact mixed with fiction. From the time it left Chopin’s ownership is fiction, although I think 1981 was a real date for something that I found at that link or at wikipedia.
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it looks like it’s on its last legs or you’re pulling the reader’s leg. well done. :)
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I’m only pulling one leg, it’s half fiction :) Thank you.
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A sad fate, but like with Chopin, the piano can be assured that the music remains.
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for sure :)
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A rather sad end for a glorious instrument. I enjoyed the music :)
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:) glad you enjoyed it
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“polished its keys as if it were a lover” – what a descriptive line!
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Thank you :)
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