Move over, prima ballerinas all over the globe.... Linds has been practising! All I need is a tutu now and I will be able to star in Swan Lake. If you ever watched the episode of The Vicar of Dibley where Dawn French and Darcy Bussell danced, you will have the perfect image to bear in mind.
I decided to do my cleaning today. On my toes. So I flitted about the house waving a duster about in a ballerina-like graceful fashion. I am not actually sure how much got cleaned, but I was moving, and on my toes, and I had a duster and polish. They should add up to something at least.
Every now and then, I would drop the feet and try to rise on the left foot, and then would go tippy-toe-ing off again. Thank God there were no cameras around. God himself was probably rolling about clutching his sides.
Anyway. The cleaning. I managed to shred a veritable forest of paper today (on my toes) and then sorted the kitchen and study. (On my toes). Oh enough of the toes. I have been on them all day. You get the picture. I have also moved the boy's things back to his room and done a mountain of laundry. On........
And with that, I am going to try an arabesque and retire to watch some tennis. Jetes will follow tomorrow, after physio. (See, can you tell I went to ballet when I was little?????)