M (who loves to Lindy Hop) and who is a fellow villager and I decided to embark on a series of ballroom classes at the local church hall.
Suprisingly we weren't the youngest there but there were plenty early last century folk who, for some reason, loved to dance with Barry the teacher.
He, Barry that is, wore black Farrah (they're polyester) trousers and had a lovely Greishon 2000 hairdo. I thought we were at the Bingo as he said; 'Nooooow let me show yoooooooooooou what the steps look like...' I think he may have been from Dunstable originally.
M and I couldn't get the hang of it, within the first five steps of the practise dance, I then realised why; he's at least a foot taller than me and has size 11 (yes, I know I know) feet. But eventually we twirled around the room just like, well, Kate and Kenny.
Next week it's Jive (hoooorahhhh).
PS Some people were writing notes and others taking videos. I didn't realise so many villagers were committed to dance. Bring back FAME!
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- The latte days in North London
- So like a lot of people due to funding cuts etc etc I find myself at 42 on the scrap heap. 16 years of experience working in further education....and tbh it wasn't a career choice that I planned after University. I just landed a job and continued to work in the sector going from project to project. Not very exciting you might think and many times I thought the same. So for one reason or another I find myself looking for that job that will excite, entice and appreciate my knowledge and skills. You'd think it was a no brainer but interviews are getting tougher and tougher and no candidate is left unscathed by the process, I'm going to ue this blog to feedback and reflect on each of my interviews and maybe I will learn something on the way on how to clinch that job.
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