At this moment I am watching my fingers poised above the black plastic keyboard of my laptop. As the keys sink to make these letters, they make the gentlest, smoothest clatter. The space bar, not quite the same, is shorter in its sound. There’s a quiet thud as I press and hold the shift button to make a capital C. All so quiet! The loudest intrusion on my silence is the mouse pad as it moves the cursor back to make a gap or correction. Its sound is higher pitched – a rapid ker-chunk or even a ki-tunk… er possibly. The slow progress of my two-fingered typing allows me to think each word out and listen to the physical sound it makes as I build it to match the sound of it inside my head. It could be a kind of music – my professor at the Royal College of Music said that music was ‘organised sound’ but this doesn’t sound organised, just random pauses as I think and hear the next word. No, I don’t think this is music, so perhaps I’ll make some now.