We had a psychic event. That’s the only way to put it. I have singing bowels in the dining room. I love to play them. They’re sublime. Last night the SO heard me playing the singing bowels downstairs in the dining room. It was so strong that she got up to check on me. I was sound asleep in my upstairs bedroom. Still she heard the bowels playing. She heard them from about 3 AM to 6 AM, all the time fully aware that I was lying in my bed upstairs sound asleep.