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~ Thursday, April 14, 2005 ~
I seeeeeeee you. :)
*waves to the nice morris dancers*
Hi, new people. Thanks for visiting. Have fun at Neffa? Feel free to leave a comment telling me who you are, what you dance, whether we've met in real life, etc. I'm a curious girl.
Maybe I should do a morris post in honor of the new link...but considering I missed rapper practice this week and the last show I danced in was the end of March, I might have to dredge up an old story instead of offering a recent one.
Also, Outside Caperers, I was tickled to see my remark on your testimonial page. If I had known I was going to be quoted, I would have been more effusive. But as long as I'm here (there?) I would like to mention that that was the first time I used the kicks-my-vestigial-coccyx phrase in writing. (If I remember correctly, I made it up just for you guys. You're that cool.)
According to Google, it's the only time anyone has used the phrase on a website, ever. But what does Google know.
~ prattled by Miriam at 3:32 p.m. [+]
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I'm convinced we've never met, because I'm in South Wales, three-and-a-bit hours west of London, one hour west of Cardiff. That would kind-of make Neffa a bit of a commute.
I started going to morris practice a year ago today, but very inconsiderately, the side actually wanted to do some dancing once May Day passed. Mostly, I played fiddle from the sidelines. I enjoyed it.
Our side is a male side, that mostly dances Cotswold: Adderbury, Bampton, Headington, Stanton Harcourt and the rest. I can just about dance the first and the last of those traditions, sometimes. We turn into a Border side when we also do mumming around Christmas.
I think that's probably enough for now. Though do let us know how TMBG are when you see them.
