Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for April 28, 2020

you’re welcome for th’ear-worm

Mom was young once too.

Madeline has the place bugged.

It’s the Adult “Kid Control” thing, Alice! You’ll never have any fun!

We broke every piece of furniture in our living room. Played football with tied socks. Raced matchbox cars up and down the white keys.

With all those flailing arms in the 2nd panel, surprised no one lost an eye. ‘cause it’s just not a party until someone loses an eye (or was it until the police show up?).

Ah! The horror!

was mom a preschool teacher???

Ex Student, miss Bliss is older than King Tut.

maybe Alice’s mom taught it to Miss Bliss.

When I was little, we would sometimes go for a walk to visit someone Mom knew who had a piano. This was fascinating to me. If ever I pressed 2 keys, Mom would call from the other room, “QUIT BANGING ON THE PIANO!” Their girl, a bit older, knew how to play. One time, she said, “let’s do an experiment.” She had me hit keys one at a time very hard, then two together very softly. “QUIT BANGING ON THE PIANO!” So we went back to one at a time, softer this time. Then she showed me a couple cords. “Press this one, this one, and this one softly.” “QUIT BANGING ON THE PIANO!” She laughed. “Ok. One more test.” She sat on the bench next to me and started playing a beautiful song. “QUIT BANGING ON THE PIANO!”

Alice is shocked, shocked, I tell you! ☺

I don’t want to work, I just want to bang on the piano all day (with apologies to Todd Rundgren)

Every strip a treasure.

My piano teacher told me I might sound better if I played with my feet.

Nothing ruins fun like someone turning it into a learning opportunity.

Catchy tune.

When we were kids, Mum was keen for my sister and me to have piano lessons. Unfortunately the piano teacher moved away from the village. Dad was convinced this was not a coincidence!

Go for it, Mom! Singalong with Madeline, Alice!

Good one Mom! You go girl!