It's nice to see an ordinary, unaffected, person show her talent in public despite dowdy looks. The hype machine, though, is incessant and calculated to "do another Paul Potts" for Mr Cowell's ratings and bank balance. It is a good rendition of the song but hardly in the same league as that of many pro performers. I'd wager that you'd find similarly unpackaged talent the length and breadth of the country in many an AmDram society or Find Your Voice evening class. The only difference is that a bit of ordinariness was permitted onto prime time TV in the updated Victorian freak show that the metropolitan sophisticates have named "Britain's Got Talent". Good luck to Ms Boyle, it seems she needs it, but let's hope she doesn't believe the PR machine when her 15 minutes are over...