I mention this as, with so much of the excitement of the borderlands now but a fading memory, I myself have returned to the old haunt to take up the occasional caper, cavort, frisk, skip, prance, romp, gambol, jig, bound, leap, jump, spring, bob, hop, trip, bounce, and, if I may be so bold, rollick.
And to my surprise, yesterday an esteemed customer of Schools.co.uk found her way to the Bollard and asked me to dance.
After a jig to Ed Sheeran’s “Castle On The Hill” she turned to me and said, “You’re very good.”
I smiled graciously, admitting the truth of what she said.
“How long have you been dancing?” she enquired.
“A long time,” I replied shortly for it is not the done thing to talk too much about the past while in the Bollard.
“You mean like five years?” she asked.
My smile faded a little. “Longer than that,” I said.
“How long?” she persisted.
“I taught the Warner Brothers to dance,” I said.
“Who are they?” she said.
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