Monday, 26 October 2015

that was me dancing, 26th October 2015

that was me dancing.... yes...... way back over there.... that's me that... of course I'm dancing, can't you tell?........ I admit I was never much of a dancer, a trait which continues to this day as I'm still not much of a dancer...... not that I dance, as such... insofar as how one might define dance to be dance I don't but I do move about........ is moving dancing?.... I suppose as long as it's rhythmically done then I suppose it is............ way back when in the dawn of another time that was once upon I went to rock discos..... oh yes, there were rock 'discos'..... seems those two words shouldn't really ever be used together "rock" and "disco".........  once maybe even twice a week, at christmas (no, no, no, it's not yet christmas despite shops filling up with xmas crackers and penguins!) could even be 3 or 4 times........... I was of course, no surprise here, never the first on the dance floor..... except..... this one time....... I was feeling bold (not bald, which is what I am now) for whatever reason I can't remember, maybe was a particularly strong pint of mild..... but anyway, I did... and it was to jethro tulls "locomotive breath" (if you don't know it am sure you can find it online somewhere) which for anyone who does know it might think, hmm, dance to that! don't make me laugh.... I did!..... and for the first couple of minutes which felt to me like a lifetime as I felt all eyes staring incredulous (and far from envious) at me eventually... phew!.... others got up and joined in... again, phew!....... it was a one and only time I did that, never again, scared the willies out of me!

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