Wind her away, keep turnin'

[venta]

A quick advert: a few times, people have said to me that they'd love to try rapper dancing, but that they're a bit scared because they're never done anything like it and they'll be crap. At the moment we have a few new people starting with Mabel Gubbins, and at least one of them has never even seen rapper dancing before. So, if you're female[*], and in Oxfordshire-ish, and you've ever thought you might like to give it a try, now would be a really great time - we'll[**] be teaching everything from the absolute basics.

http://mabelgubbins.co.uk

Practices are Tuesday evenings 8pm - 9pm for beginners (hardcore Mabels stay til 10pm), in Brightwell-cum-Sotwell.


[*] If you're male, and in Londonish, try Thrales. They're very welcoming of beginners. I can try and offer suggestions of other teams if neither of these suits.
[**] Where by "we" I apparently mean "I" - think I blinked at a critical moment at the AGM :(

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[sammason.livejournal.com]

A campaign to stop people calling the Bridge of Sighs the Bridge of Sighs? Oh, bless. Never mind climate change, economic meltdown, chemical weapons!

That story about being sick through a window in Brideshead Revisited is true, no doubt, but it was told about my room's window too! My address was in New Buildings and my room was the lower one of the two curvy ones under the turret. I'm now thinking that some entrepreneur could take tourists around every room that's said to have had its window puked through.

Since we're on Hertford anecdotes, here's another. When I was volunteering at the Night Cellar on Iffley Road, where people could stay if they were too young for the Night Shelter, one of our regular couples was a classic case of criminal, drug-addled bloke with clean supportive girlfriend. She casually mentioned that her man had burgled the staircase I was then living on.