That’s Not Me!

Ballet and Tap started again tonight. I enjoyed both but I find an hour of ballet and then straight into tap is a bit too much. After the ballet I was feeling a bit light headed and couldn’t concentrate on the tap, so I told Miss Fiona I will just do Tap in future, I love tap and only really did the ballet for the exercise. That’s not me in the Blip!

Not much else to report today.

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Opera

There’s a man three doors up
who sings opera in his back yard.
Deep and rich his voice soars
over the fences and gardens,
filling our street with song
I called over to him once
to tell him how wonderful it is.
He nodded and smiled modestly.
If I close my eyes when I’m out there
I could be in Venice or Vienna
not sitting in my back garden
in a small Yorkshire village 
called Hellifield.

A friend of mine where we lived in Scotland managed to take a great photo of the plane which carried the Queen to London. It was flying over her village. How strange to thing of Her Majesty up there and now lying in state.

Goodnight Blippers :-)X