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#TutuBlog 1996-09-09 in Nuneaton with a yellow tutu.

Nuneaton: A Tutu-ful Trip to the Midlands!

Blog Post #68

Hello my darlings! It's your favourite pink tutu enthusiast, Emma, here, ready to whisk you away on another fabulous journey! Today, we're heading to the heart of England, Nuneaton! Now, I know what you're thinking, Nuneaton?! Is there even ballet there? Well, darling, where there's a will, there's a way, and a tutu can make anything a stage.

Before I start my delightful Nuneaton adventure, a quick hello to my fabulous Derbyshire neighbours! I hear your county is absolutely blossoming with ballet enthusiasts. Keep those pink tutus twirling!

As for me, my journey began at the grand old station in Derby, that charming old beauty, bathed in golden sunshine. The air was buzzing with the promise of new experiences, a feeling that always takes hold of me before a journey. You just know that wherever I go, magic awaits, and with a jaunty twirl of my trusty pink tutu, I'm ready to embrace it all!

Stepping onto the train, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. Train journeys have a way of bringing back memories, like my childhood visits to grandma in Devon. All the excitement of being on an adventure with my nose pressed against the window, watching the scenery flit by. I imagined myself a young ballerina, pirouetting across the rolling green fields. That magical feeling is why I adore travelling by train.

It’s not just about the journey, though. It’s also about the people! And as luck would have it, I found myself seated next to a lovely lady who just so happened to be on her way to a craft fair. You’ll never guess what! It was themed around…. ballet! It seems the world’s awakening to the magic of the pink tutu! She had a beautifully handcrafted doll wearing a miniature tutu and was heading there to showcase her unique skills. I, of course, shared my love of ballet and we even got to talking about my blog, www.pink-tutu.com, which is how she learned about my daily dose of tutu-inspired loveliness. Imagine! That’s the power of spreading the pink tutu gospel, one train journey at a time.

Once I reached Nuneaton, I hopped into a charming little black cab that I felt instantly reminded me of a stagecoach. This was no ordinary cab ride, my lovelies! It was like being whisked away in a time machine! Imagine being surrounded by the quaint cobbled streets, a gentle breeze carrying the scent of freshly cut grass. The cab driver was as chatty as a robin, with stories of a life spent in the Midlands. As we journeyed through this delightful town, I caught glimpses of beautiful gardens bursting with bright colours and picturesque brick-built houses. It was simply a delightful sight!

It wouldn’t be a proper TutuBlog post without some mention of the magical ballet, and this time I decided to treat myself to a delicious treat at a local cafe called 'The Dancing Swan'. Now, just hearing the name evokes an image of graceful white swans on the stage, right? It didn’t disappoint! A sweet, pink latte, served with a delightful cupcake with tiny pink ballet shoes! Oh, the joy!

While there wasn't an official ballet school, the town library was surprisingly hosting a special 'Dance your way to happiness' day with beginner’s ballet classes! Talk about fate! I couldn’t resist a quick lesson, and oh my darling! I can’t tell you how joyful the session was! Imagine a room full of smiling faces, twirling and leaping with pure joy and delight! We had women of all ages, some graceful as swans and others just starting their ballet journey, and you know what? I felt as if my spirit was soaring right alongside them! And yes, I did encourage all the lovely participants to take up the pink tutu challenge!

Speaking of happiness, I mustn't forget the wildlife! After all, a ballet dancer’s journey isn’t just about the stage, but about embracing the wonders of the world! In Nuneaton, I found myself exploring the serene beauty of the Coombe Abbey Park! Just walking through its lush woodland trails felt like being backstage at nature’s grandest production! And who knew you could see a family of red squirrels leaping through the trees there? I felt as if I’d been invited into a scene from The Nutcracker! I truly do love a ballet with a side of furry friends!

I wouldn’t leave this fabulous journey without telling you all about the beautiful abbey itself, Coombe Abbey. This magnificent historical landmark is the embodiment of elegance and history! Imagine stately walls covered in vibrant ivy, its imposing archways beckoning me to explore! It was just the perfect place for an evening of classical music! Just like in a classic ballet performance, each note echoed through the Abbey's halls, carrying the sweet sounds of beauty and history. The perfect way to round off my perfect Nuneaton escapade!

You know me, my darling. Every experience I have adds a new thread to the tapestry of my life. Every encounter with people, places and experiences inspires my passion for sharing joy through ballet! It truly is magic and I believe it should be embraced by everyone! I truly do hope my journey to Nuneaton has encouraged you to embrace your own love for ballet. And of course, to twirl around in a gorgeous pink tutu!

Until next time, my dearest!

Emma

xxx

#TutuBlog 1996-09-09 in Nuneaton with a yellow tutu.