When you have been waited on by armless hands, and have had a short conversation with a cat, nothing can surprise you much.

He had a bright red glow on his face.

Nose to the grindstone, he was up all night.

The musician on the left is playing the zampogna, a bagpipe with two chanters and two drones. The zampogna is thought to be the bag-provided descendant of the ancient mouth-blown divergent pipes of the Romans, known as the tibia.