We all took a turn in decorating white tile blanks I had made, though some people had to be persuaded that they had unexplored talents that were itching to be aired, then I took them home and fired them. They have been on the wall of the ultrasound waiting room for so long that people are beginning to forget the story behind them. I must get a brass plaque made. I have tried to remember when exactly it was that we made them, but it is lost in the mists. I remain very impressed by the lovely results that we got. A tribute to all of those hidden talents.