Dance little one, dance like there’s no tomorrow.

OK let me ask you this. When was the last time you danced? I mean really danced?

This came into my mind this morning when I was walking to work. It was a bitterly cold day and I decided to stick my earphones in and listen to the breakfast radio show whilst I was walking.

So, my day started with the wonderful Dean Martin singing ‘That’s Amore”. Now I’ve got a bit of a soft spot for old Deano. My favourite uncle was his No.1 fan. He also thought he looked like Dean Martin (he didn’t) AND sounded like him (he did). I have fond memories of family parties, dancing and singing along as he did his Dean Martin impression.

Today, walking along the banks of the River Ness I had a skip in my step and all the lyrics came flooding back – so I sang too. It made we want to dance and I realised it had been a long time since I’d danced.

Now this isn’t a sob story about how Peter and I don’t ever seem to have time to go out. OK that’s true, but I’m not complaining. Even if we did go out, we probably wouldn’t go dancing. Sometimes I corner him in the kitchen when Sunday Love Songs is on the radio and I’m making breakfast in my mismatched pyjamas and force encourage him to get down with the groove and whirl me around the dishwasher or do a Gay Gordon’s with my son down the hallway. That is about as close as I get to dancing.

But hey, what’s wrong with that. It doesn’t matter where you dance, or who you dance with. What matters I think is that you dance (and preferably sing too). So, here’s my challenge for you today. Turn the music up load and find an opportunity to dance. It doesn’t matter whether you grab your nearest and dearest, whether you try to train the dog to two-step or whether you fling off your shoes and just go for it in the middle of the living room. The important this is that you just go for it.

Come on, what are you waiting for - everybody's at it!

So husband if you’re reading this get practicing cause this gal has a dance card that is just begging to be filled.

Here’s something to start you all off. Go on, you know you want to

“We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once.” (Nietzsche)