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lessons until she was in college, so she managed to do her exams AND go to music lessons every week. Band practice is basically the same thing, isn’t it? Just a bit more social.

    My parents have just come home from their musical rehearsal. They weren’t singing when they came in, as they usually do, so at first I was worried that Dad hadn’t got a part at all and was too sad to sing. But it turns out that not only does he have a part, he has the lead! He’s playing Henry Higgins, who decides to teach the flower seller Eliza Doolittle to be a posh lady. Rachel and I were impressed when we heard the news.
    ‘The actual lead!’ I said. ‘That’s brilliant. Well done!’
    ‘Why don’t you look more cheerful about it?’ said Rachel.
    But it turns out that Dad didn’t actually want the lead! He wanted to play Eliza’s dad, Alfred the dustman, because, Dad says, he ‘does lots of dancing’ and Dad wanted to ‘let those skilled feet fly’. And Henry Higgins doesn’t dance at all. In fact, now I come to think of it, he doesn’t even sing much either – I’ve seen the film and he just sort of speaks over the music (not in a rapping way, it’s not that sort of musical). So even though Dad is meant to be feeling all honoured, he is actually very disappointed because he was looking forward to prancing all over the stage.
    A part of me thinks he’s being a bit ungrateful – after all, when they started the last production he was just an understudy and member of the chorus, and now he’s got a huge part – but I have to admit that it does seem like a bit silly of the new director to put their finest dancer (which he really is, I know it sounds mad) in a part where he won’t have to dance. It would be like asking me to join a band and then expecting me to sing instead of play the drums. Mum was trying to cheer him up and kept saying that his stage charisma makes him perfect for Henry Higgins, but I heard her on the phone later telling her friend Maria that she didn’t know what the new director was thinking, and that Joe, theman who’s playing Albert, isn’t half as good as Dad at dancing and singing.
    ‘He’d have been perfectly suited for Henry Higgins,’ said Mum. ‘I do think they’re wasting Ed.’
    Poor Dad. As for Mum, she doesn’t have a main part. She is one of the senior chorus members and apparently she is playing a sort of cheeky Edwardian flower seller in the market and pub scenes. She was a saucy tavern wench in their production of
Oliver!
, so I hope she isn’t getting typecast. But she is also playing a posh lady at the races and a few other things, as well as being an understudy for Henry Higgins’s housekeeper, so hopefully she won’t spend the entire thing half naked (well, wearing a very low-cut dress) like last time.
    I have finished
I Capture the Castle
. I loved it and I cried at the end. Now I am reading
Code Name Verity
which is brilliant in a very different way. And it is making me count my blessings. I may have annoying parents, but at least I’m not in France being tortured by Nazis. So things could be worse.

    It’s a sorry state of affairs when the most dramatic thinghappening in my life is Vanessa telling us about her stupid ad campaign. Apparently, she has wardrobe fittings and a rehearsal after school today because they are going to start making it very soon. She has been sent a copy of the script, but she can’t reveal any details yet (she shouldn’t even have told us her character’s ridiculous name because it is all meant to be top secret). Anyway, I’m very glad she can’t tell us all about the ad because it’s going to be bad enough having to watch it when it actually airs without getting a blow-by-blow account of it before it’s even been on telly.
    ‘All I’ll say is,’ she declared at lunchtime, while we all tried to pay no attention to her, ‘that you’ll all be saying my catchphrase in a few weeks!’
    I can guarantee that I will not be doing