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‘But there is trouble with the visual parts of your brain. ‘There’s nothing the matter with your eyes,’ the doctor concluded.

consulted an ophthalmologist, who took a careful history and examined his eyes closely. Well aware that diabetes could affect his eyes, Dr P. The notion of there being ‘something the matter’ did not emerge until some three years later, when diabetes developed.

Had he not always had a quirky sense of humour and been given to Zen-like paradoxes and jests? His musical powers were as dazzling as ever he did not feel ill-he had never felt better and the mistakes were so ludicrous-and so ingenious-that they could hardly be serious or betoken anything serious. At first these odd mistakes were laughed off as jokes, not least by Dr P. increasingly fail to see faces, but he saw faces when there were no faces to see: genially, Magoo-like, when in the street he might pat the heads of water hydrants and parking meters, taking these to be the heads of children he would amiably address carved knobs on the furniture and be astounded when they did not reply. Such incidents multiplied, causing embarrassment, perplexity, fear-and, sometimes, comedy. The moment the student spoke, he would be recognised by his voice. would not recognise him or, specifically, would not recognise his face. Sometimes a student would present himself, and Dr P. It was here, in relation to his students, that certain strange problems were first observed. was a musician of distinction, well-known for many years as a singer, and then, at the local School of Music, as a teacher.