I found this on a walk around Leeds, UK. It was sat in the backyard of a pub.
Music is another passion of mine, so my eye was drawn to the piano instantly. But I also liked the symbolism, sat there – discarded in the yard – like a relic from the time of “a-good-old-knees-up!”, cast out as our socialising moves on from singing around the piano and onto drinking until we spew! Ew.