Two days into rehearsal so far, chez McGillivray père. Assorted illnesses appear to be lifting, and music has come to visit from time to time, which is a very good sign. Lisa rang mid-morning today and to my surprise expressed enthusiasm at having a go at the Buzzcocks song Boredom, so I've put together a very basic arrangement tonight in preparation for her joining us tomorrow. During the rash of grim opera crossover projects in the 80s, Private Eye ran a spoof ad Kiri sings the Sex Pistols. This is alarmingly close. Hmm.