Apparently, today is dance day.

About fifteen years ago, July 2009, my wife was still coming to terms with the passing of her father. To take her mind of her bereavement I booked a weekend at a hotel in Scotland. We have been there numerous times, my lady just loves the country.

Once there we were just out and about, but by chance I saw a poster for an old time burlesque show come swingtime dance. Our kind of pleasure and by good fortune we managed to get a couple of the few tickets that were left.
It was a wonderful evening, a great show, fabulous band and we managed to dance our socks off. Best of all it lifted my lady's spirits.
Back at home a few days later, I heard a call from my other half: "Come and see this."

The "This" that she wanted me to see, I must share with you, this being dance day. Click this link to read of the reaction of someone who probably thinks old is defined as being over thirty.
 
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