Let’s take a trip back some time to the early ’80s. Tony is sitting in his room, most probably reading a Dr Who novel freshly purchased from Angus and Robertson. Suddenly his peace is shattered by a shiny silver Sony tape player in the next bedroom and a little girl with a booming voice belting out the soundtrack to Annie, tackling all parts with equal aplomb. Little was he to know that this little girl, his sister none the less, would never stop singing from this day forth.
Fast forward 20 years.
His little sister now makes a living from teaching other little kids to sing. She’s also playing Miss Hanigan in a local theatre companies production of Annie and for Christmas she thinks it would be a good idea to give Tony’s daughter the soundtrack to Annie.
Tony is now stuck in his room, watching Dr Who DVDs, while a young lady (who apparently shows promise in the vocal department) sits in her room, belting out the soundtrack to Annie, tackling all parts with equal aplomb.
Everything old is once more new again.