Dancing Queen………

My phone rings and it’s the hospice, TV’s Chloe Hewitt has decided that I am to perform the Foxtrot. It’s a surprise as I have no idea what a foxtrot is! I quickly Google it and my screen fills with a plethora of YouTube videos. I press play and my heart sinks. It’s everything I have dreaded slow and quick, up and down, left and right, seriously? I have no coordination! Why couldn’t I have had the Charleston?

I speak to several of my friends who understand dancing and they think I’ve been stiffed! “It’s the hardest one” says a friend beaming from ear to ear. “Chloe Hewitt didn’t like you” said another gleefully. “She must have seen real potential” another says before bursting into laughter.

I’m to dance with a young lady from St Helens called Kirsty she hasn’t been to any of the events thus far and I suspect she has been thrown in at the deep end also. I had visions of all the dancers sitting in a room and Chloe asking who wants to dance with Richard (no hands) ok who’s not here? ah Kirsty. I discover that Kirsty is Jordan’s sister. Jordan is a fine young chap who I met at the selection evening, he looked sympathetically at me as CH, as I now refer to her, put us through our paces.

A few days later I get a call from Kirsty she sounds lovey, clearly not from St Helen’s as she sounds more like a young Julie Walters. She put me at ease straight away. We agree to meet at Waverton Village Hall in a couple of weeks.

First rehearsal day. I arrive at Waverton I’m sweating already and I haven’t even left the car. Deep breath “it’s a far greater thing……..” oh get a grip!

I needn’t have worried Kirsty is a delight, young, confident, encouraging, full of energy and above all very patient. I handed her a ‘1st Aid kit’ as an ice breaker. We laughed as she told me she had been dancing all her life and that she was used to being stood on and dropped. I wondered if she had ever danced with someone so uncoordinated.

The hour flew by, Kirsty was brilliant, kind, patient and forgiving of my clumsiness. I confidently agreed to practice my steps but the truth is I’d forgotten what we had done the moment I left the hall. We agreed to meet in a few weeks and I breathed a sigh of relief it was going to be ok.

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