Today - on Facebook - I read a comment from a friend about a blog which will be no more from the end of May. That, of course, prompted me to look at the blog in question, and curiosity took me to the events calendar. It included three regular (weekly) dance classes, Lindy/jive which once upon a time had become my big thing - although ballroom and Latin will forever have a place in my heart (or perhaps that should be my feet). I decided to save the page so that I had it as a reference for the dance classes, two of which I knew about already. I use Print Friendly and usually download a PDF of the page. I started to save the PDF, looking for the 'Dance' folder ... I always have a dance folder on my computer. But - horrors - no dance folder!
It has been probably about six months since I attended my last dance class, and that had been an enjoyable but brief six week Balboa class offered by Feets of Amazement. Before and after I have been telling myself I need to get dancing again. There was a time when I was dancing three or four times a week, and at weekends if there was an event. Manchester Lindy demonstrated at Manchester WI a year or so ago ... and I thought, yes, now I've met some of the members I could go along on my own. But "life" has got in the way.
So now I've once again come across details of classes, I must make an effort to start dancing again. Watch this space ...
Friday, 18 April 2014
Saturday, 9 November 2013
Dancing the days away ...
Dancing the days away ... that's how I sometimes think I'd like to spend my days. In case you hadn't realised - I love dancing. I am a dancer. Amateur, not necessarily that accomplished, but enthusiastic!
Give me a good tune, and I'll be tapping my feet. Many a time I've been shopping with friends - only to find them discreetly sidling away from me as I start jigging along the aisle. Ask me to stand up a make a speech - not a chance. But want someone to make the band feel they've not come along for nothing? Ask me to dance.
Ballroom, Latin, Lindy Hop/swing ...
But unfortunately dancing the days away doesn't get things done, and there are so many things to get done. More of that in another post.
Give me a good tune, and I'll be tapping my feet. Many a time I've been shopping with friends - only to find them discreetly sidling away from me as I start jigging along the aisle. Ask me to stand up a make a speech - not a chance. But want someone to make the band feel they've not come along for nothing? Ask me to dance.
Ballroom, Latin, Lindy Hop/swing ...
But unfortunately dancing the days away doesn't get things done, and there are so many things to get done. More of that in another post.
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