I said that this blog would be about dancing because the other one wasn’t, and so I’ll start off with my favourite dancing anecdote of the last month: climbing the Old Man of Coniston in the rain, killing my phone, notebook and feet and coming back down as the sun came out, before stopping for a photo shoot near a lake and taking these photos. And yes, I was still dancing.
Your feet hurt?
Trust me, there is no excuse not to practice when you are an Irish dancer with a competition in three weeks time :) Especially if you haven’t danced in a while! More photos coming soon.