Two Pyrenees

I wonder how old William was when he died, said Le Bon David, sipping his latte.

You mean William of the Symphony for William? asked Freud, toying with his expresso.

Yes, that William, said David. Do you suppose he was a baby? That would have been sad. But the music didn't strike me as sad.

I imagine he was an adult, said Freud. The three movements were named Will-o'-the-Wisp, Sweet William and Will Power.

Those are qualities of babies, said David.

Are they? said Freud. Yes, I suppose they are, but they are also qualities of adults.

So we're none the wiser, said David. Would you like another expresso?

No thanks, said Freud, getting out his Smart Phone. Mustn't have too much caffeine. Here, let me google this William.... William Reynish he must have been called...

David was impressed. Freud had read the program notes with more care than he had.

Died in the Pyrenees, said Freud. In 2002. Look here's a photo.

It was a photo of a young dad with a baby in a pouch. The baby was wearing a white knitted hat. Both he and his father looked happy.

Which one is William? asked David.

The baby, said Freud, but the photo is old. Here's a picture of the father as he is now.

So William grew up, said Le Bon David. And then died in the Pyrenees. And his parents commissioned a symphony.

Not just one, said Freud. Look at this list.

What a lot of meaningful music! said David. I say, these Smart Phones are good. Shall we go? I want to buy a going away present for Gaius and Margaret. Perhaps I'll get them a Smart Phone.

Why, where are they going? asked Freud.

They're going to France, said Le Bon David. Margaret won the trip as a prize. A trip for two. And she invited Gaius. They'll be getting around on bicycles and trains. Starting in Paris, then down through the Pyrenees.

Yes, get them a Smart Phone, said Freud. They're bound to get lost.