piano plays she sings scales she vocalises— claire throssell, and i sing in a local community choir.soprano. and paul used to say to me, "oh, it's so sad, mum, "that we only get to hear you sing". but i've always had that, "oh, it's not for me. "i'm just a normal person." morning, mark! you 0k? yes, are you? good to see you, nice day. yeah! oh! thank you very much. thanks very much. penistone is the highest market town in the pennines, people are so friendly, and they care so much. i lost both my sons. and the music stopped. the music died. and i lost music. ..a, i wouldn't have believed them, and b, to still be here, ten years later, and i've found music again... ..they�*re the two biggest gifts that i have in life. when i go to rehearsals, i take the rucksack off of life, i'm transformed into something else. you get swept away with the music. we're singing a song which is from the opera angels near your arms. angels, and the words cut deep. ..sounds really nice. she vomusss i'm not| quite sure how i'm going to sing it on the night. and they'll be proud that i'm still here, isabelle