I always HEAR a curlew. Gawd!

Nick... thank you for that. Why I don't eat lamb. Too cute. Like eating kittens. Which reminds me of a bumper sticker I saw on my daughters uni roomates microwave. "Ask me about microwaving cats for fun and profit!" Shudder.

My mobile plays Odetta's Waterboy or me singing Motherless Child. My partner's phone plays Cocteau Twins, Pearly Dewdrops Drops or Lorelei or a vintage phone ring, depending on who the call is coming from.
So no interest there. One might record me swearing under my breath at the constant ringing of desk and mobile phones in next office. Are Arts people deaf or just not bothered?