‘It was sweet; so, so sweet. One last time, and then goodbye. At least it’s going abroad. It will have a home. I’ll have to go and play it when it’s been installed. I have never been to France’.  

Peter Smith often talked in his sleep but never before had he heard himself talking as he slumbered. Who am I talking to? Apart from my wife’s ghost!

He did not remember leaving the chapel after his impromptu concert with Ted Gelsthorpe. Nor could he recall how he got home. Anyhow, he was home, and it was time he woke up and got some tea on the go. I feel so hungry! Haven’t eaten since lunch at The Bargeman.

Opening his eyes, Smith decided that he must have been asleep for hours, as it was now very dark. The s...

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