H never accompanied him, or did anything music related. She just was there. Every time they had guests, or a specialist coming to fix something in the house, they’d frantically clean the house, organize their treasures, and desperately put them in boxes, bags, under rugs, or tables. “We are only able to do desperate cleaning,” they kept complaining. After each visit they’d find their house nicely clean and organized, but finding what they needed was quite a big task. “At least now we live like decent people,” said one of them, as soon as the plumber left their premises. “I’ve never seen such a messy house as today on the job, “said the plumber to his wife the very same evening.