OK, so I am a week late in updating my progress, shoot me FFS lol.
I went to class on Monday just gone like I said I would but this time I actually walked into the Dance Studio and did not just loiter outside like a wet flannel.
I stood tall with pride and a renewed vigour.
I took my newly purchased *Tap Dancing* shoes out of the bag and put them on my feet. the feeling of actually putting those shoes on after nearly 27 years was exhilirating, especially as when we took to the dance floor, the teacher asked me what I could remember from all those years ago. What I actually can remember blew me away, the other ladies in the room were gob-smacked that a 44 yr old bloke knew more complicated routines than they did.
Well, I was taking intensive dance lessons. I, in fact would have scholared to White Lodge with higher grades than Wayne Sleep, Prima Ballerino with the Royal (Partner to Jane Darling and Darcy Bussel). Or as I called him, short fat,stumpy twat.
I took ALL of my Ballet grading's and scored Honours in all but 2 gradings, I was taking 2 gradings a year from the age 6 until I was 17 years old.
I dropped one grade to Highly Commended in 5th grade because I had contracted Glandular Fever the day before. I fought like hell to grade that day. The only other time I dropped a grade was at the age of 16 when I damaged the tendons in my left ankle.
So my one regret in life, that I didn't make it to the Royal Ballet. I could have been Prima.
And all the boys at school used to tease me that I was nothing more than a little poofter who danced with the girls. YEAH lad'/s I WAS........ BUT, I also hung around with all the girls and believe me, I was the horniest teenage boy in the school. Hmmm.