La Tasca was cooking on Saturday night (metaphorically and almost literally - it was particularly hot). I was very tired and only came out because I'd promised Miss Feisty I'd be there (and she has a long drive). I was a bit concerned that I wouldn't be on form but some caffeine and a couple of dances and we had liftoff. I spent most of the night dancing with her and had a great time: dance as play, improvising, exaggerating and making stuff up: the most fun I've had on the dancefloor (or anywhere else) for ages.
Away now for a couple of weeks (taking my daughter to start her year abroad in La Réunion) Not sure if I'll get to check out the dance scene there, but if I do I'll report back.
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