I Went Dancing

A few days ago, I went dancing and danced as though I was back in 1977 remembering John Travolta in ‘Saturday Night Fever!’

The Old Days

Back then, I would have been around 21, almost in my prime, with moves that Mr Travolta would have been proud of. I’ve always enjoyed dancing, I don’t mean the ballroom stuff, more the ‘anything’ goes disco dancing. When I was younger, most Saturday nights were spent in the Locarno Ballroom up in Birmingham. It was a great way of getting rid of any unspent energy that was so present after a week of working. All that adolescent testosterone stuff that so many times would turn ugly with tribal gangs kicking off in the middle of ‘the Twist.’ Not for this kid.

Fast Forward

Fast forward a couple of millenniums and disco dancing isn’t the top of my priorities on a Saturday night. It’s more likely to be supping a couple of mugs of tea in front of the fire with some programme on T.V. about the merits of being a Brussells sprout grower in East Anglia. Of course, I’ll be nodding off about 9:00 pm being woken by half a mug of cold tea dribbling all over my lap.

Moves Like..

I’m digressing, so back to the dancing. Our youngest daughter got married a couple of weeks ago and it gave me the chance to dust down these old legs and have a bash. To be honest, I didn’t think it was too bad. There was no serious dancing like Northern Soul and I was on best behaviour not to make a fool of myself or anyone else with some deft Mick Jagger moves. Next morning, no one moaned or suggested that I hadn’t behaved myself on the dance floor. Although that could be because a lot of the others had drunk rather too much alcohol which affected their memory.

Christmas Party

So it was, we had our local Christmas Party in the village hall on Saturday. There was a live band, playing my favourite dancing tunes. Very soon, I was being invited onto the dance floor to join in with the festive fun. Fun it was too, great fun and I seemed to be dancing for most of the evening. Sometimes alone, sometimes with others and sometimes with my wife. I thoroughly enjoyed every second and every shake of the legs. There was a problem though. This wasn’t 1977, it’s 2019 a forty-two-year difference!

Happy

I went home happy, went to bed happy and woke up………. like I had been covered in concrete. My oh my, did I hurt. It wasn’t in just one place either. Legs, shoulders, lower back, neck, thighs and many other places. I felt as though I had been run over by one of those huge tractor things, it was that painful. It has taken a few days too, to get over the pain. I might still be John Travolta in my head, but my body is now more like Father Christmas. Great fun at the time, but next time I’ll be doing the one foot out and back and the same with the other foot.

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27 Comments
  • Jerry
    December 11, 2019

    Yep! You are as young as you think you are. Until you wake up the morning after the party!
    Or you hit the beach with all good swimming, surfing and healthy intentions. And just enjoy sitting in the sun all day.

    • admin
      December 11, 2019

      Never a truer word spoken, thank you, Jerry.

  • GP Cox
    December 11, 2019

    haha, I know what you’re saying. I continually forget just how old I am. Being held together with baling wire and duct tape is no fun – so…. “Dance like nobody’s watching; love like you’ve never been hurt. Sing like nobody’s listening; live like it’s heaven on earth.” -Mark Twain

    • admin
      December 11, 2019

      Thank you, GP. It comes at such a shock the next day ๐Ÿฅด

  • Tish Farrell
    December 11, 2019

    Good on you, Trev. This is reminding of an African saying; if you can walk, you can dance, if you can talk, you can sing. Slap on the tiger balm (works wonders on aching parts) and get back on the dance floor ๐Ÿ™‚

    • admin
      December 11, 2019

      Thank you, Tish, I shall remember that for the next time ๐Ÿ˜Š

  • Peter's pondering
    December 11, 2019

    So many things to consider now. I do a full risk assessment and survey of hand holds, handy ledges etc before kneeling down to do any weeding!

    • admin
      December 11, 2019

      I know the feeling well, Peter, thank you.

  • Yetismith
    December 11, 2019

    Good for you, you Silly Old Sod!

    • admin
      December 11, 2019

      Thank you, Yetismith ๐Ÿ™‚

  • luisa zambrotta
    December 11, 2019

    ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ’™

    • admin
      December 11, 2019

      Thank you, Luisa.

  • SueW
    December 11, 2019

    It certainly sounds like you had fun!

    • admin
      December 11, 2019

      Thank you, Sue and yes I did. I do like dancing. ๐Ÿ™‚

  • Rosaliene Bacchus
    December 11, 2019

    Sounds like you need to go dancing more often to tone up those muscles ๐Ÿ™‚

    • admin
      December 11, 2019

      Thank you, Rosaliene, you’re probably right. ๐Ÿ˜‰

  • allenrizzi
    December 11, 2019

    We are all John Travolta in our heads. I am about the same age as you so I know what a difference years make. But a man’s gotta dream, right?

    • admin
      December 11, 2019

      Thank you, Allen, and you’re right, a man’s gotta dream. If you don’t have that then you don’t have much. Thank you again.

  • susiesopinions
    December 12, 2019

    You need to do a little dancing every day. It won’t hurt, and then you can be the Belle of the Ball. ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™€๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Š

    • admin
      December 12, 2019

      Wise words, Susie, although Iโ€™m not sure about Belle of the ball. ๐Ÿ˜Š thank you.

  • Invisibly Me
    December 12, 2019

    At least every shake was worth it, Mr Travolta. I’m just so sorry it was so sore and painful the next day. But Trev, someone needs to show them all how to dance like a pro so you did the folks at the village hall a good service ๐Ÿ˜‰

    • admin
      December 12, 2019

      Thank you, Caz. I havenโ€™t heard anyone complaining so perhaps youโ€™re right. ๐Ÿ˜

      • Invisibly Me
        December 12, 2019

        I am. I’m always right. Trying to make other people realise this is the problem ๐Ÿ˜‚ How’re you getting on now? I hope things have eased up. x

        • admin
          December 12, 2019

          I’m good thanks. I shall have to keep my hand in and dance more often. ๐Ÿ™‚

  • charlypriest
    December 15, 2019

    At least you went back in time for one night, Iยดm a bit younger than you and would hope that I could dance but not with my body now, so good times for you even if you had to pay a tiny price for the next couple of days.
    Fun read Mr. Sod

    • admin
      December 15, 2019

      Thank you, Charley. It really was good times too. ๐Ÿ˜ƒ

  • majaalifee
    January 17, 2020

    Very Nice ๐ŸŒธ

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