I have just come in from my night of dancing fun. Tonight we learnt the Tango and the Samba. We started with the samba in after 30 mins I was sweating and out of breath. Damn those stairs up into the hall are steep! But seriously the dance- as easy as it looks- is quite strenuous. Back the tango was worse. I got the hold spot on. So if ever I entered a tango competition and they were marking it on how you stand before dancing then I may be in with a chance. But unfortunately the dancing started. Not so much as The last Tango in Paris, more like the Last Dingo in Powys! Still it was only the first week practising it :oops:
Then on the way home I decided to do something a bit naughty. I nipped into the chippy and bought a portion of chips. When I got the home I thought I would do the decent thing and offered to share them with my OH. She refused so I put them on a plate just for me..... except they never were 'just for me' not really. You know what you women do, pick food off our plates, like in that episode of Friends. I was doing all of Joeys moves trying to move the plate around and distracting her with my witty repartee. But No! I nearly shouted "CJ doesn't share food!" {Hehe not really}

Anyway, I am back now. Time to catch up on the footy score..... Oh bollocks