
On Sunday, we had our tenth concert at home. A small audience of friends and family packed into our cottage ‒ using our Broadwood square piano of 1790 (the year before Mozart died).
The wonderful performers were the cellist, Katherine Sharman, and the fortepianist, Geoffrey Govier, both of whom have played for us before. Between them they gave us Bach’s Third Suite for Solo Cello, Haydn’s penultimate piano sonata (in D) and Beethoven’s early Sonata for Cello and Piano (Op 5 No 2).
The piano itself was given to us in the late 1990s by my mother-in-law, Jill Wilson. Her parents had acquired it in the 1930s from a pub in Kent, reportedly for £4. Unlike most of these instruments, it had not been gutted and turned into a cocktail cabinet, but was in completely original condition.
I had it restored by one of the great specialists in that kind of thing, Lucy Coad. Lucy told me that it was one of the most unspoiled instruments of its kind that she had seen – complete with original hammers, felts and strings.
It has a sound quite unlike a modern piano – silvery and delicate. The invention of the pianoforte (able to respond to touch, both soft and loud) was one of the great innovations of the second half of the eighteenth century.
Music at home is the most fun.

