The life and adventures of a mildly dotty old bird.
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Grey days
Thus far February has done a rather splendid job carrying over the leaden skies of January. I really don't mind this time of year, but I...
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Almost inevitably last weekend featured yet more dancing from moi. This time we were at a very local quirky show which we have performed at ...
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Whoops, double whoops and thrice times whoops.....this returned home with me on Saturday. For a measly 350 pennies I could hardly leave it ...
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Hello.... I've got a brief lull before my old school friend is arriving for supper so thought I'd just pop in. Our Christmas has th...

What sort of dancing do you do?
ReplyDeleteJulie xxxxxx
I'm a Morris dancer, but not with the hankies or garlands. Just sticks and bells.
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Haha, so like my cats (when they are wearing their bells) you can no longer sneak up and pounce of unsuspecting birds - brilliant
ReplyDeleteSame principle. It's always difficult if we're performing at events with birds of prey displays as our bells completely confuse the birds.
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That's what people say about me - you can hear me for miles with all my silver jewellery! xxx
ReplyDeleteI can imagine....much prettier tinkling though than the jangling sound I make though!
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Brilliant :) I have similar ones for keeping my singers in time during the pageant
ReplyDeleteThey have their uses!
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Love your bells. So different.
ReplyDeleteThank you Jak. They're an integral part of what we do.
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