Dreamy Daisy wanted something soft and gentle with a nice tune. Polly thought that anything that didn’t give Daisy a fit of the giggles would be start. Felicity wanted something disco so she could wear her spangly skirt and do star jumps, and Holly ̶ well, Holly thought that if she was going to sing the solo it was only fair for her to choose the style she felt most comfortable with. Which was opera. The others groaned.
The four friends sat looking at the white piece of paper in front of them. They’d been going round in circles for ages and still couldn’t decide.
“Let’s be sensible.” Said Polly. Do any of us play any musical instruments?” Polly saw Felicity’s mouth begin to open and quickly added, “Other than the recorder?”