Sometimes it's surprising the small things which matter but never achieve the success or importance they deserve. Such as these two much-used items from my kitchen drawer: a bent spoon which can balance on the lip of a mug, and a grapefruit knife which slices in 3 directions at once. A saucer which has the cup indent to one side so a biscuit can perch without falling, and a little garden hook digger which looks like a baby coat-hanger without wings are other miracles of practicality which make life easy in small ways. Simple, effective, unheralded.
So I bow in awe and admiration to the organist who was asked late last night to step in to fill the shoes (or bench?) of a sick continuo player for a Mozart Mass for a concert this afternoon in St Mary's Pro-Cathedral in Manchester Street. He still hasn't seen the music, and has not rehearsed with the other musicians (and will not be able to before the concert), but I am certain he will carry it off with his usual professional aplomb. This will be like jazz in frockcoats. If he does it well, no-one will notice; that's the rub. It will seem like business as usual. Just like one of those small but important gadgets from your kitchen drawer.
Long live the professional musician - and good luck mate!