You see it goes like this. The domestic authorities aka 'she who must be obeyed' has just joined a recorder consort. You can imagine it - 'you never write anything for me' 'its always brass quintets' you know the sort of thing. So here it is, probably the first of many arrangements and compositions for recorders. After all a man has got to eat, live in peace and harmony, be able to go into his workshop at will, breath………