Older People Are Pretty Cool

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Sassycakes, that is wonderful, I love it. Eleven years ago, following the death of her father, I took my wife away for a week. She loves the rugged wildness of the Scottish moors, so we spent most of our time there. On the Saturday I saw a poster somewhere for a big 1940's style burlesque event. It was billed as, tease not sleaze. There were comedians, showgirls and a band playing period music.

A phone call secured a couple of the last tickets left. It really was a fabulous night. We were much older than most of the audience, not that it mattered, you couldn't see us in the dark. At the end of the show, the tables were cleared to one side to create space for a dance floor. My wife and I can dance and I don't just mean shuffle about on the floor. On that night we were in our sixties, most of the audience were early twenties. On the dance floor you couldn't mistake us, one of the audience members was so taken by oldies dancing he wrote about it.

http://remotecards.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-folk-dancing-like-they-were-young.html
 
horseless carriage said:
Sassycakes, that is wonderful, I love it. Eleven years ago, following the death of her father, I took my wife away for a week. She loves the rugged wildness of the Scottish moors, so we spent most of our time there. On the Saturday I saw a poster somewhere for a big 1940's style burlesque event. It was billed as, tease not sleaze. There were comedians, showgirls and a band playing period music.

A phone call secured a couple of the last tickets left. It really was a fabulous night. We were much older than most of the audience, not that it mattered, you couldn't see us in the dark. At the end of the show, the tables were cleared to one side to create space for a dance floor. My wife and I can dance and I don't just mean shuffle about on the floor. On that night we were in our sixties, most of the audience were early twenties. On the dance floor you couldn't mistake us, one of the audience members was so taken by oldies dancing he wrote about it.

http://remotecards.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-folk-dancing-like-they-were-young.html
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Oh gosh, I’m a pile of envious!!!!! What a wonderful week it sounded like...and what a loving thing for you to do. She’s a lucky woman 🥰
 
horseless carriage said:
Sassycakes, that is wonderful, I love it. Eleven years ago, following the death of her father, I took my wife away for a week. She loves the rugged wildness of the Scottish moors, so we spent most of our time there. On the Saturday I saw a poster somewhere for a big 1940's style burlesque event. It was billed as, tease not sleaze. There were comedians, showgirls and a band playing period music.

A phone call secured a couple of the last tickets left. It really was a fabulous night. We were much older than most of the audience, not that it mattered, you couldn't see us in the dark. At the end of the show, the tables were cleared to one side to create space for a dance floor. My wife and I can dance and I don't just mean shuffle about on the floor. On that night we were in our sixties, most of the audience were early twenties. On the dance floor you couldn't mistake us, one of the audience members was so taken by oldies dancing he wrote about it.

http://remotecards.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-folk-dancing-like-they-were-young.html
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Did you ever dance at a vintage outdoor meet in Southend a few years ago... there was a couple there among all the dancers who sound just as you''re decribed in that blog..who were fabulous jivers..
 
horseless carriage said:
Holly, The Kursaal, was our second home, not literally of course, but we have spent many a happy time jiving our socks off there.
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my husband was born behind the kursaal...we know it...or knew it as it once was in it's great times, very well :D..but the vintage jiving we saw a couple or 3 years ago was on the front promenade near the Peter Pam fairground
 
hollydolly said:
my husband was born behind the kursaal...we know it...or knew it as it once was in it's great times, very well :D..but the vintage jiving we saw a couple or 3 years ago was on the front promenade near the Peter Pam fairground
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That wouldn't have been us Holly, but there was a time about three years ago, when our friends and us danced outside.
It was a Sunday, we had all gathered in the village hall at a place called Harmans Cross. It's on the Purbeck Peninsular, near Swanage in Dorset. The dance was free and we were there by invitation. A local amateur big band would often rehearse there, they had asked us along to give their rehearsal an atmosphere.

It was an afternoon gig ending around eight pm. At six o'clock we had to vacate the hall for an hour because a church service was held there at that time, every Sunday.

Next to the hall was Harmans Cross railway station, a stop on the preserved heritage "Swanage Railway." That's where we all decamped to for that hour. Someone produced a wind-up gramophone, next thing you know, there's sixty or more folks jiving away on the platform. When the steam trains passed you could see passengers faces pressed up against the window to see what was going on. I heard one of the rail staff ask another, "Is this some sort of flash mob?" No it's just a group of oldies having fun.
 
horseless carriage said:
That wouldn't have been us Holly, but there was a time about three years ago, when our friends and us danced outside.
It was a Sunday, we had all gathered in the village hall at a place called Harmans Cross. It's on the Purbeck Peninsular, near Swanage in Dorset. The dance was free and we were there by invitation. A local amateur big band would often rehearse there, they had asked us along to give their rehearsal an atmosphere.

It was an afternoon gig ending around eight pm. At six o'clock we had to vacate the hall for an hour because a church service was held there at that time, every Sunday.

Next to the hall was Harmans Cross railway station, a stop on the preserved heritage "Swanage Railway." That's where we all decamped to for that hour. Someone produced a wind-up gramophone, next thing you know, there's sixty or more folks jiving away on the platform. When the steam trains passed you could see passengers faces pressed up against the window to see what was going on. I heard one of the rail staff ask another, "Is this some sort of flash mob?" No it's just a group of oldies having fun.
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Fantastic...!!! Well when this pandemic is all over and we can all get out again, you must let me know when you're both going to be dancing , or showing off your MG and we'll come and watch
 

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