Quietly Shouting: Bellydancing

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Monday, April 11, 2005

Bellydancing

I have made enquiries about joining a class tomorrow evening, and I’m feeling rather pleased with myself.

Enough of the paperwork and the DIY and the ill husbands (well, one ill husband to be precise, but that’s more than enough). Bellydancing is the way forward. It’s the only obvious choice.

If all goes well I shall be shaking my thang, exotic lady style, and dancing away all that ails me.

(Please let there be a place left in the class…)

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