I know things have been less than normal of late, and maybe Mr D could be forgiven for ‘being out of his routine’. But surely some things you just don’t forget!!
After a 16 month absence, our dance class restarted last night. We packed our shoes, wondering how they’d feel after months of wearing slippers, trainers, and flip-flops! I was bravely hoping my post-lockdown feet would fit into my heeled dance shoes. Anyway… we’re not there yet.
As the evening sun was still high in the sky, and the temperature around 25 degrees C, he decided we’d drive to class in his car… topless! Yes! One of the few days of the year when owning an cabrio pays off. So off he went to open up the car, let the heat out, and press the magic button to open the roof.
Meanwhile, I packed our dance bag. Shoes x 2? Check. Water bottles x 2? Check. Half time tea and biscuits? Check. Under normal circumstances we wouldn’t need to take half time rations, but as the village hall kitchen remains closed for now, it’s a case of bring your own. And with that, we are ready to go.
I step outside to an empty driveway. Where’s the car? I looked up and down our street but nothing. Then my phone pinged to let me know that Mr D had left home! Really?! Yup. Gone. There I am, standing at the bottom of the drive, dance bag and mask in hand, but no dance partner.
I was just about to call his mobile, when I heard a car approach at speed. Yes, you’ve guessed it. Mr D, top down, minus me, and looking slightly sheepish.
It’s perfectly understandable to forget our dance steps, but to forget to take your wife with you (and the shoes and snacks) is most definitely not. As it turned out, we are still Tango King and Queen. A little rusty, but still got it! Unlike Mr D! It will be some time before I let him forget this!!!
2 thoughts on “Quite a senior moment!”
He was probably just testing the brakes 😏
🤣or risking instant vaporisation 🤷🏻♀️
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