Are you looking at my Byrd?Is this a vain thing fondly invented by me, or do I have a distant memory of seeing a cartoon to this effect in the Spectator (or some such rag) years ago? I’d love to think it was mine, but someone’s bound to know otherwise…

Scene: Two appropriately vested gentleman lay clerks in choir, one holding open a musical score entitled “Mass for Four Voices”.

Lay Clerk #1: (Leaning over to peer at L.C. # 2’s score) Cor!

Lay Clerk #2: (To L.C. #1) Oi! Are you looking at my Byrd?