During the week-that-never-was (i.e. Hell Week Version N), our flat Bora saw a lot of friends come and go to relax and/or to study. One of those days the resident keyboard was whipped out.

And then after everyone left, I put myself to the task of playing in my natural mediocre fashion.

I can only play maybe three or four pieces on the piano without needing sheet music or time to practice. Yann Tiersen’s Comptine d’Un Autre Été from the film Amélie happens to be one of them.

Amélie is one of my favorite films, but it wasn’t really the plot or the dialogue which drew me in. It’s a bit difficult to explain –so go watch it instead.