1. The cats take it in turns sitting on me for strokes. Carla sits up tall on my knee while Boron curls up in a silky ball in the space between my knee and the cushion. Carla’s purr is loud and projected, Boron’s is a rumble.

2. The parallel vertical lines of the door frame, chimney breast, wall around the bay window and the narrow windows themselves.

3. Unexpectedly light music, all breathy voices, echoes and long held notes.