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An emotional evening of dance…

 

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Josie is a dance teacher. Every other year her dancing classes put on a show. 24 dances, performed by the kids, on stage, full lighting & music, packed audience of Mums, Dads, Grans, Grandads, Aunts and Uncles (and in our case a slightly reluctant teen brother…). The show is very slick and professional. Pride bursts out from the audience. But the best emotions are on the stage, writ large by the kids…

There is passion and beauty…

Passion and Beauty

Passion and Beauty

Elegance and refinement…

Elegance

Elegance

Refinement

Refinement

Hesitation…

Hesitation

Hesitation

Fun and laughter…

Fun

Fun

 

Laughter

Laughter

 

There is calmness…

Calmness

Calmness

 

and confusion…!

Confusion

Confusion

 

There is belief…

Belief

Belief

 

And there is ecstasy…

Ecstasy

Ecstasy

 

And finally, there is love

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A big thank you to Josie. How wonderful to be responsible for all these emotions…

 


Sharing time together, telling stories.

hands that have held each other for over 40 years

Last weekend I visited my Mum and Dad back in York, and my Uncle was there too. A long planned weekend, a chance to tell some of the old stories and record them for the family files. Do we all reach that stage when it suddenly seems important to capture these stories and save them for future generations?

Father

Good stories they are too. A wealth of happy times, full of laughter, excitement and quite a bit of travel. The dining table has heard them all before, and probably will again. But where else should you tell family stories apart from round the family dining table!

Mother

Mum doesn’t really contribute too much now. Several strokes mean she finds it hard to join in. But she is present, and if she doesn’t listen, she does at least hear. And that makes her part of the stories too.

Uncle in full flow

An uncle is always good for a riveting story, all the more riveting when tongues are loosened by fine wine (Gigondas, Domaine du Cayron, awesome!)

Listening and hearing

That arm doesn’t work, the legs have given up, and the wheelchair is a bitch, but Mum’s still present and we hope she hears the stories too.

And occasionally an awakening and some shared laughter by all. A ray of sunshine.

Still time for laughter