Somewhat tactlessly billed as “haunting” (all the contributors bar one are still very much alive), The Sound Of The Wind In The Trees was a film and music installation exploring the meaning of life through interviews with people if not actually contemplating death, then certainly all in possession of a bus pass.

Artist Simon Wilkinson, in collaboration with string ensemble Collectress, has created a piece that is both poignant and banal. Banal because in all the musings on life and death, no one said anything surprising or radical, but poignant because what else can we say?

“Live in the moment” is as much a motto for artists as it is for liberal septuagenarians but it would be disappointing to reach life’s end to find that’s all you could say about it.

While the film and its live accompaniment contained beautiful small moments, a lack of visual and musical contrast made for a slightly dissatisfying whole.

But the piece is developing “organically” as it tours and Wilkinson finds more interviewees, and it may well be even better when it has reached maturity.