The castle

Some rich eccentric is building this castle in Fair Oaks.
I also almost tuned the wrong piano today. I showed up at the address in my appointment book; the woman who answered the door didn't know about the appointment, but that often happens. I put the muting strips in the piano but waited until she called the homeowners on the phone. It turned out that I had gone to my customer's old address. Fortunately, the new house was only a few blocks away. They thought it was funny and told me stories of when they'd showed up at the wrong time or place. Once, in Madrid, they went to the airport a day early.