My inner ballerina?

Croise devant, port de bras, demi-plie

These expressions came creeping out of dark corners of my brain this week as I went to my first ballet class since I was a child.

Ballet class – me – at the age of 65!

Why for heavens’ sake? I’m a writer, not some frustrated prima ballerina. Not even almost retired Galena at the back of the corps de ballet!

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