The little village we live in is very old and historic, and there’s still lots of quaint throwbacks to its former glory, like the post office with it’s 1908 sign, and the village dance.
I don’t go out dancing that often, but I do try to get to the village dance party every month (well, yeah, for some people going dancing once a month would be a lot!)
I got all dressed up and ready to boogie
It’s so nice to see the local youngsters out on the dance floor
This month we grooved to the phat tribal beats of Ganga Giri, drum, bass and digeridoo.
It’s an alcohol-free event, but the local herb shop makes a herbal punch and chai, and there’s always a cake stand with a range of gluten-free organic cakes.
There’s always a few kids running around outside, people hanging about chatting, fire twirling.
Littletree was running about, playing with the other kids; we all had a great time.
It’s so nice to be a part of these old traditional village events ;)