I had the privilege of working alongside a lady who had a profoundly disabled daughter. It’s always difficult to start a conversation that asks personal questions when your own knowledge is nil but you want to understand someone else’s situation. So I did ask whether her child had been disabled at birth or was it a result of illness. We were putting out bacis musical instruments that could make noise. Lot of noise. Maracas, triangles, little mini drums. We also made some improvised instruments. A couple of small plastic containers with rice and baking balls in. As it happens, my new friend and colleague was very happy to tell me about their family experience. Her daughter had always responded well to music, and really got excited when a piano was heard. The joy on the faces of our younger visitors that afternoon was overwhelming for me and I will be looking into this subject further.