Musical Met.
Thank you: obviously the musical met folk went a long way away from Home. "Over the Hills and Far Away!"
There was one famous, and indeed eminent, very senior musical gentleman of the old school: 3 piece suit, even on one of his occasional shifts. Occasional because he was indeed very senior and did a few shifts, like any good boss, to stay current and keep an eye on things.
I shall call him Alf. Professionally, he was a rare beast, having worked his way up and up by sheer ability to become a Chief Experimental Officer. He was responsible for many practical and empirical solutions to problems before numerical computers, and was both revered for his dedication and feared for his unbending discipline.
None of which has anything to do with music. "What did he play?" I hear you wonder.
His nose!
He hummed incessantly. Being a devout Christian and Lay Preacher, all his tunes were hymns. He carried a full repertoire: Advent, Christmas, Lent, Easter, Pentecost followed in due season, interspersed with Harvest, the occasional wedding, and the occasional funeral. Remembrance was not forgotten.
It was said that a night shift with Alf was never to be forgotten. Unfortunately.
RIP sir, a legendary giant among men who were the mainstay in the war, and the leaders thereafter.