Verdi

I'm looking forward to when my puddings do this.

You can sing this one down the street when I push you out to collect the laundry.

Here's something I can have a go at, when I celebrate getting out the vacuum cleaner.

You'll probably hear this at some point too, especially if you hang around with your mother in later years as she spends your inheritance on theatre productions and gin.

And you can read about Verdi here.

As an extension activity, your father suggests this essay title: 'Compare and contrast the styles of Verdi and Wagner.'

I suggest we eat pizza and make biscotti.

You choose.