Tonight was the first of two GCR waltzing lessons, in preparation for the End of Term dinner (16th March). I had a few similar classes in Sixth Form actually, but tonight only confirmed that – like anyone else who can’t dance – I should’ve become a DJ!
Actually, the general level of co-ordination amongst our GCR doesn’t seem that high, so about eight couples trying to waltz in the confines of our bunker was bound to lead to a fair few collisions (and me ending up on a chair once or twice…)
There’s only one more lesson – Hopefully that’ll produce some kind of improvement… Mind you, I’ll blame it on having a partner a foot shorter than me. It makes it a lot harder to step around each other when your steps are so different!