Our friend the singer is rehearsing in the sitting room. This being a stoutly built house, though he is decidedly audible, the effect is not overwhelming. In fact, since he is extremely good, it’s much as if the Professor has a CD on. We were visited by two different composers yesterday. One of them writes electronic music starting from natural sounds. We were slightly hoping he might take a interest in our talented little twit-hound, who makes the most extraordinary variety of noises. With the perversity natural to dogs and small children, she remained completely and uncharacteristically silent for the entire duration of his visit, though she has made up for it since.