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The Singalong Society for Singletons - Frozen

Today is September 9th.  It's the last day of the first week back at school.  Teachers, teaching assistants and parents are crying out for an evening with a glass (make that a bottle) of wine and something decent to watch on the tellybox. 


That's certainly the case for Monique Brown and Issy Jackson.  They've found the first week back an exhausting struggle and can't wait to kick back, put their feet up and watch their favourite film. 

Ah, yes...what is their movie of choice?  Well, it's actually Disney's modern classic Frozen, a pretty apt choice seeing as the terraced house they share in Sheffield's Cardigan Close is so cold that it could double as a fridge freezer. 


I'm a parent of an eight year old. I've been subjected to Frozen more times than I care to remember, and as much as I love musicals I have to be honest and say it's not one of my favourites. I'm sorry!  Whether it's because 'Let It Go' has been played to death or if it's because the DVD was seemingly on a loop in our house for a while, I'm not sure, but I've never been drawn to it in the same way I am to the classic Disney princess films such as Snow White, Sleeping Beauty and Cinderella.  What Mon, the protagonist in the novel, loves about Frozen is Elsa's spunkiness, and I can absolutely see why that's appealing and inspiring for women everywhere.

But I'm definitely in Mon's sister Hope's corner when it comes to this one.  "I'll need more than one glass of wine to get through Frozen," she says. 

Hope - let's open another bottle...

Next week...The Lion King!

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