Lalala.. lalala...lalala...lalala.
The dancing diva is back. And tonight the crowd is diminshing even more, and this time it was some of the women that never made it back. Perhaps those blood hungry vampires have found the male pickings less than satisfactory... wait a minute, that's me I'm talking about.
And the moves are getting harder.. for the women. As a man all I had to do was step forward, step to the side and turn. The women had to step back and spin whilst moving forward so they end up facing the other way. Suffice to say there was an awful lot of bumping going on... and some of it not unintentional!!!!
Isn't it amazing how you suddenly see the people you are with as lookalikes to celebrities. et me desribe a few people I dance with. There's Jane, Ian's bird from Eastenders but also has a look of Rodney Trotter; There's a Janet Street Porter on extra hormones; theres Daphne from Eggheads and my favourite (only to laugh at) is that character that Catherine Tate plays.... the one in the Burger Van that always says she has met famous people and says "Neville"! Seriously!! I have noticed that week in/ week out she is applying more make up and looking more and more swedish.
Anyway, back to the dancing and I got a big thumbs up from the teacher {CJ glows with pride and shows off his gold star} I think I may try the intermediate class.
I have been enjoying myself, even though some of the female attention is a bit... er...attentive. Hopefully next time there will be more men.

What a day. Late home due to an 'emergency' staff meeting, rush a bit of food down me... literally. (Must change this shirt now). And then its off to face the glamourous desperate housewives.

On ghostly matters... I saw a ball move and bounce by itself earlier today.. it was really spooky!