Things I Adore – My Old Dancing Shoes

As I mentioned earlier I awoke this morning feeling that I was made of lead. A coffee soon sorted me out but I just could not muster the enthusiasm or desire to do any kind of exercise. Don’t get me wrong, my exercise routine consists of me lying flat on my back swinging my legs up in the air for a bit and then jumping up in my knickers to look in the mirror to see if I’m any more toned. But today I simply couldn’t be bothered.

And then…AND THEN!!!!! ‘Superstitious’ by Stevie came on my CD player followed by ‘Wanna Be Startin Somethin’ by Michael and then finally ‘Ray of Light’ by Madge. I danced around the room with such abandon and it made me so happy to remember all of those heady, heady nights on the dance-floor with my girlfriends. If I had a very small bag, Marlborough lights, a cocktail and cab fare home, I was happy. Just give me the beat and I was on the floor all night. I never had to exercise as a discipline, I just danced my ass off on a regular basis wearing the very shoes you see in these pictures. The scuffs still remain intact.