I was two and a half when I started dance classes. How was I to know it was going to be a lifelong addiction? Over and over again I have been drawn back, spending years as a child - and even more years as an adult, in class and occasionally on stage. It's one of the activities where I feel most myself.
At the other studio, where I had previously danced for around seven years, I was welcomed back like a family member. A long-standing Dance School of solid repute, this place has whole dynasties of dancers, covering the entire lifespan. My teacher is in her mid-sixties. The school is run by a woman in her seventies. I look at them, and think "I want what you're having". With this school, I've participated in many concerts where grandmothers, mothers and daughters or sons are all dancing. Each at their own level, in their own style. It's a not-so-secret society. And it beats the hell out of aerobics.