I remember going to a dancing class run by the Cooperative Education Society.It taught Scottish Country Dance.The kind with men in kilts and ladies inwhite with rartan sash over their shoulder.I had looked forward to it dor a long time.
Alas..it was for age eight upwards and I was only seven and a half.I had to wait until the October after my birthday in May.I was devestated.
In the fifties and sixties the hobby was big here.Each week a TV programe showed the best dancers .So at weddings we all did our steps.
I did attend for years...did well and learned the importance of team work.
But that night I was turned about for being ....too young...hurt.
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