The 1913 C. Bechstein grand piano in F M Wilson’s Dorset home predates the opening of ‘Facing the Music’ by a single year, a coincidence so precise that it already belongs in fiction. Wilson has spent much of her life at the keyboard and an equally substantial part writing about the people who sit there, … Continue reading “The Music Is Almost a Private Language Between Them”: F M Wilson Introduces the Friendship at the Heart of Facing the Music