During primary school, if my fellow classmates and I behaved well during our morning assembly hymns, then as a treat we’d be allowed to sing S Club 7’s Reach to conclude proceedings. I would dutifully belt out ‘He’s got the whole world in his hands’ and ‘Give me oil in my lamp’, dreaming of the big finale.The words would be projected onto the wall, but I didn’t need to look. “Reach for the stars,” I would sing/shout as I lifted my right arm up into the air forcefully and then outstretched it directly in front of me, shaking my fingers while slowly moving it to the right side.