As usual on Saturday we went dancing at Brookfield.
Today’s lesson was a Slow Foxtrot. After a few dummy runs, following the teacher in a fairly busy class, we actually worked our way through the routine with out a mistake. I was amazed, Scamp was impressed and Jane, the teacher was delighted. I don’t know what stars were aligned, but as far as I was concerned, they were the right ones!
With the at least one dance under our belt, we went into an, as yet unnamed, Cha Cha that we almost managed to get right. Finally we added on a White City Waltz and that completed a fairly satisfactory first lesson in a long while.
Driving home was a bit of a nightmare. Heavy rain and cars everywhere and I chose the wrong lane to be in. If I’d stuck to the Kingston Bridge route I’d have been home in half the time, but I didn’t, I chose the longer M74/M73, You places your bets and you takes your chances!
PoD was a low view of some dried up flowers with some golden light on a tree in the background. Still got that lovely autumn light.
Tomorrow we may go out for a walk.