As for the photo … I got it from a Google search of public-domain images. I’ll check my laptop tomorrow to see if I still have the original URL.

In the meantime, thanks so much for reading and commenting!

And once again I’m not surprised to find that we have yet another thing in common. If you’d like to join me vicariously in my singing lessons, I’d be happy to send you an MP3 file of my lessons each week. (You’ll have to put up with my squeaky voice, I’m afraid, but at least you’ll benefit from the exercises and the sage advice!) Seriously … I’d be delighted.

Oh, and – good for you in taking up singing again. It was really interesting reading what your tutor suggested. I too sang in choirs for years and years and had/ have a huge range with (increasingly with age) a relatively weak top register. Since moving to the sticks nearly a decade ago, and then having kids, I have no longer been singing regularly and my singing voice has disappeared from lack of use. I’ve been thinking of trying to find a choral society, though, to ease my way back in. How typical of you to jump in and ‘do’ something about what you want – very inspiring. Enjoy your voice!

Music can be such a powerful thing, the way it can take us back to a very specific time in our lives. The Boxer is special to me, too, for that very reason — although I’d love to hear your story, if you’d care to share (I’ll drop you a personal note).

By the way: I know what you mean about feeling old. I have a friend who recently turned 30. It was unsettling to think that, had I known her back then, I likely would have been her nanny. But I’m still clinging to the notion that age is relative, I do declare, dear Scot!