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Flew to Belfast after work for a few days at home in Carrick. Didn't get to my parents' house until nearly 11pm but still time for wine to be had and my mother to dig out some of her old early '80s records and give a full demonstration of the dances my sister, neighbourhood friends and I used to make up and perform for assorted parents. Height of my dancing career in all honesty.

This was a favourite. Alison Moyet's 'I go weak' also gave plenty of opportunity for dramatic fainting in the presence of beauty.