A piece called 'Canon in D' by the German baroque composer Johann Pachelbel.
We played it earlier today, while driving around the city, taking in the sights, laughing with the pleasure of sharing the joys of living with good mates, pals and friends, savouring a small spot of early spring sunshine, the promise of heat to come masked in its pale light, sitting outside a (pseudo, as in not entirely genuinely authentic, as an Italian friend pointed out - yes, my friend, we know this) Italian café, still in pullovers and jackets, but like cats, stretching, sprawled in wicker-cane chairs, drinking espresso in proper cups, and listening to Pachelbel......