So it was coming up to 7:30 and I was wondering whether to go or not. Did I want to be part of Biggins Bouncy Ball Bonanza? But there is no gain in cowardice, so I went ahead. When I got there I noticed it was couples. Damnit! If this continues I will have no-one to dance with. As I sat there, like in a dentists waiting room, a woman turned to me and said "Are you on your own?" "Yes" I replied. "Oh good, my friend is coming and she needs a man" I wasn't sure how to take this. I had this horrible fear that it might turn out to be like that woman from Eastenders (The one that now works with Patrick). Oh well, Sumo wrestling is still dancing of a sort. Then two single women came in and they were OK. So I relaxed a bit.
I was very disappointed that the person running it wasn't the spitting image of Christopher Biggins. Even though he sounded a bit like him, he looked more like the secret love child between Bruce Forsythe and Pete Beale! I was expecting him to try and sell me apples. "What price for the apples? Higher or Lower? Higher? You say Higher. No that's a pear. And we get nothing for a pear. Not in this game"
As for the dancing, out of all the dances we could have tried, the quick step and the jive were not my favourite- but they were the ones we did. It was Okay. Hard work but Okay. It was difficult getting the ballroom pose and making sure I was getting in between between my partners legs (Something I have always struggled with).
And with all the old couples it felt like an old fashioned tea dance- and they really did serve tea half way through! Seriously!
But the big question is will I go again? WE'll have to wait and see.

I popped into town today to find out details about this Ballroom class. And sure enough there was information on the door of the town hall. So I took a leaflet and phoned the number
"Hmm mmm hmmm hmmmmm" came the reply.
"Er.. Is there someone there to ask about details for the dance class"
"Er... yes that would be me. Excuse me I have a mouthful of bread" Great! Well there are worse thing he could have had a mouthful of. The conversation was extremely bizarre. He sounded very ... er ... enthusiastic. Like a bouncy Christopher Biggins!
"Are there many people that go?"
"Oh yes we have about 8 couples"
"Ah" I said" It will just be me. Will that be Okay"
"Oh yessssss! We do have a couple of single women there. In fact they just said to me last week I hope there would be more single men. Heehee. I could make a killing if it was a dating agency. But I don't want to go down that route!"
"No. That wouldn't do" I replied, now feeling a bit worried. Perhaps the tiger lady is there! "That wouldn't do at all." I reinforced, trying to make it clear!

Oh well, It will be an interesting evening at the Biggins Ballroom class for Beginners.

A pome what I wrote. Who knows where I drew the idea from

You need a receipt
A Poem by CJ

'Cos you need a receipt
You're full of deceit
How do I know you're not trying to cheat?
To be honest you're coming across as a moaner
I'd expect more from the company owner!