10 July 2010
Last weekend I spent Sunday afternoon sitting in a shady dell in the park with some friends listening to a concert of world music put on as part of Cultural Co-operation's Music Village Festival. There was a lovely relaxed atmosphere. People had brought picnics and either lazed around or stood closer to the stage and moved to the music. A couple arrived and stood close by and soon their feet with tapping and their hips were doing that shimmy thing. Things started warming up when Conjunto Sabroso came on.
She looked perfect - swishy frock, neat little bolero, proper red dancing shoes. He was much more relaxed.
I wondered where they met. Dance classes? When she went on holiday to South America to improve here technique?
I'm thinking about dance classes now. Now I've got some magic honey cream for my sore feet I should be OK.
There's a final festival event at Hyde Park tomorrow if you're interested.