Why I Started Dancing

You know what, it started with a little boys crush, yep, really. I was eight years old and on holiday in Scarborough (Benidorm of the 60’s) I was taken to the Black and White Minstrel Show you can see why it is no more. I fell in love with the girls, their costumes, their glamour, well as much as an eight year old can 🙂

It never occurred to me to be a dancer, I was a Yorkshire lad and this was thirty five years before Billy Elliot  Me and me Mam (as we say up here) watched all the musicals, proper musicals I mean such as Fred and Ginger, Gene Kelly etc. It may have been nature or nurture, but dancing is what ‘they’ did and the same rule applied to  University, ‘they’ were not ‘us.’ We knew our place, work/school – pub/telly and Sunday dinner was the best you could expect, that’s why I left as soon as I could. I loved Rock’N’Roll as a kid and charged me mam 6d to watch my Elvis impersonations, but for years I denied myself the art of dancing, except at weddings. You’d have to call that jiggling, but boy could I jiggle and I jiggled with every lady that was willing.

But  I always wanted to Tango, again probably because of the movies, particularly  Antonio Banderas and not forgetting The Scent of a Woman So a few months ago we enquired at a local dance school. “Now then Mrs, we’d like t’learn Tango” (that’s how a Yorkshireman states that he would love to dance) A lovely lady suggested that we might want to learn the basics first, so off we trundled and very soon realised she was right, read  Barbara Tuckers post and you will know what I mean. Now we’re hooked with five dances under our belt. Of course I have a long way to go, I’m still more like the monster than the dancer. Is it worth it?  Here’s a post that will inspire you from  Carolyn Page Getcha dancing shoes on 😀😀

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About charliecountryboy

Carpenter and Carpentry Lecturer. Writer, musician. Curious about life and all those wonderful people in it.
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23 Responses to Why I Started Dancing

  1. Invisibly Me says:

    “Now then Mrs, we’d like t’learn Tango” hahah, brilliant! I had such an urge to learn to tapdance after I saw a Riverdance style performance many years ago, but that was because I wanted to be the girls who looked carefree and healthy and flexible (I say this as my joints creak) and the lights and colours and everything that comes with dance really does get under your skin. You should be proud for getting out there and taking it up, and 5 dances under your belt already makes me think you should be starting a YouTube channel soon to show us your moves! 😀
    Caz xx

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  2. Rakkelle says:

    Oh, how I love this post…That is my one issue with my husband. He doesn’t like to dance. He doesn’t do it very well and it makes him feel very self-conscious.

    I want to suggest dance classes. He might just be open to it after I show him this post. 😃

    There is nothing sexier than a man on the dance floor doing his thing confidently. 😃

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  3. Carolyn Page says:

    Charlie, I loved the ‘monster’ dance. What great fun! 🙂
    I can identify with you completely. As a youngster of about twelve, one of my friends in our street (an only girl with two brothers) had a mum who made her a new dress almost every week for her ballroom lessons. I was so envious. I would have loved to be having lessons too, and getting a new dress almost every week. My heart would sink as I watched her leaving for dance.
    I don’t get a new dress every week now, but, I feel like that young girl, doing, at last, what I love!
    I too watched Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers secretly wishing I could do as they did… It’s hard to put into words how much the ‘dance’ means to me… I simply love it.. 🙂
    And congratulations: You and the Princess, I know, will soar to great heights! I can’t wait to see the first of your vids… Hahaaaa…. 🙂

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    • Yes the monster dance was fun, thank you. I wonder if the girl in your street achieved the standard you did in that wonderful video (Keith is now my idol 😀) So glad you realised your dream and you never know you may reach an age where you get a new dress every week 😘

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      • Carolyn Page says:

        “So glad you realised your dream”
        Me too – and ‘you’ too! We are lucky little ducks for sure… 😂 😂 😂
        Happy Dancing…
        xoxoxo
        You will reach your goal, Dear One. Many Blessings…

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  4. I await your arrival on Strictly, m’countryboy!

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  5. You’re so lovely. I love Yorkshire. I’m so lucky to have your friendship my lovely friend 💓

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  6. S_MW says:

    I ADORE the Argentine Tango because it thrills me. I think it’s the most exciting dance to watch but I’ve never really considered learning it. I HAVE tried Street Dancing which is probably the hardest thing I’ve ever done and proved to me that my coordination is not a good as I once thought haha. Have you seen Finding Your Feet? It’s a British film which may not be your cup of tea at all, but it’s about a group of people (of our age) who join a dance group. I loved it.

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  8. kerbey says:

    So good of you to be doing it now! It’s never too late. Well, not yet…

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  9. Angel - says:

    Utterly charming post!

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  10. Great stuff. I joined the Crows Feet Dance Collective aged 66 and am still going strong 12years later. The thing is, the more you dance, the better you become, agree? Like most things.

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