BAWA

Friday night’s a bit of a killer after a heavy week but Number One Dance Partner and I persuaded each other to make the trek over the bridge. BAWA, in Filton, was cold and almost empty when we got there. The room was fine – the Concorde Room isn’t the giant ballroom where salsa used to happen there, but was perfectly OK for the numbers though NODP found it a bit slippery. The people who did turn up – apart from the seven from Cardiff who made up a quarter of the numbers – seemed to be predominantly the regular Claverton Rooms/Sulis crew. Music and the sound system, as usual for an event involving Janey and Phil, was excellent: plenty of punch for dancing to but you could still hold a conversation. I danced with a couple of very good women who I hadn’t encountered before (and NODP got to dance with the remarkable Leroy, who has to be one of the most subtle and sophisticaled dancers around). It’s a shame it was so quiet, probably because they’re competing with Fiesta Havana which may be easier for many people to get to.