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#TutuBlog 1999-05-19 in Northampton with a random tutu.

Northampton: A Tutu Tale (#1050)

Hello darlings! It’s Emma, your friendly neighbourhood pink tutu-wearing ballet enthusiast, and guess what? Today's adventures took me to the charming town of Northampton!

You see, darling, Northampton holds a special place in my heart. It's not just about the lovely Victorian architecture and charming cobbled streets, but the memories too. My Nana used to take me to see pantomimes at the Royal & Derngate Theatre every Christmas, and I can still hear the echo of laughter and the twinkle of the stage lights.

Today, however, my mission wasn't about nostalgic memories; it was about bringing a splash of pink to Northampton’s streets! I grabbed a randomly chosen tutu (a beautiful blush pink with silver sequins, just imagine the twirls!) from my ever-growing tutu collection, grabbed my trusty pink canvas bag (stuffed with a book, my trusty portable ballet barre, and, of course, my emergency makeup kit!) and headed off.

You know I love travelling by train! I was greeted with such excitement and joy as I boarded, my bright pink tutu immediately brightening everyone's day. It's a bit of a tradition - everyone smiles and waves when they see me; some even come up and ask me for a twirl, and you know I can’t refuse that! It’s like I'm a walking advertisement for the joys of tutus and spreading a little joy.

Northampton station was abuzz with activity. There were tourists and commuters alike, and the energy was infectious. After a quick jaunt through the bustling marketplace, I found myself at the Theatre, the beautiful Victorian building an absolute delight! And while I wasn’t performing on the stage today, I couldn’t help but twirl my way across the cobblestone street.

After all, life is meant to be twirled!

Speaking of twirling, did I tell you about my dance class yesterday? My usual Thursday class at the Derby City Ballet Centre is a delight. We’re working on a new routine for our end-of-term performance and it involves quite a lot of jumps and high kicks - but with some ballet barre exercises, we're ready to take it on. The teacher, Ms. Parker, is a true legend, she’s even inspired me to consider opening a little studio myself in the near future! Maybe in Derbyshire, maybe even London. It's a thought!

But back to Northampton. After my twirling extravaganza in front of the theatre, it was time for a pit stop at the fabulous “Tea and Sympathy” tearoom. The scones were utterly delicious! They're always fresh and crumbly, with thick, rich clotted cream and homemade jam. Just thinking about them makes me crave another trip to Northampton!

Next on my itinerary was a visit to the beautiful Abington Park. You’ll be surprised to know there are two beautiful swans that I happened to encounter at the park - they were enjoying a lovely paddle in the crystal-clear waters of the lake. And of course, I just HAD to take pictures! After all, a ballerina and swan make the perfect photo op. (I posted them on my Instagram - did you see them, darling?)

The Abington Park museum was next, and you'll never believe this, but it has the most fascinating collection of Northampton history! They have displays about local wildlife, including all sorts of adorable and quirky creatures that you wouldn't expect to find in England! Who knew Northampton had so much to offer, darling?

One of the displays even featured a magnificent lion called “Bertie”, which had been in a traveling circus. This grand beast stood out - apparently, he’s known as one of the greatest "big cats” of all time! I imagined him as a proud and dignified being, who enjoyed roaring at the crowds. What a powerful and noble animal, he seemed to exude quiet dignity, as he peered out from his display. The museum felt like a small and magical world that celebrated history in such a beautifully crafted way.

And just like a story that leaves you longing for more, Northampton left a similar effect. After my lovely visit, it was time to board my train back to Derbyshire. As I boarded, the passengers were once again treated to the glorious sight of my pink tutu, which continued to spark smiles, and an impromptu dance session as the train left the station. (You have to see the video, darling, it's uploaded to my blog!)

You know what they say - "Dance like nobody's watching!" I do it everywhere! Who knows where my tutu adventures will take me next? But no matter where I am, my message remains the same:

Embrace your inner ballerina, put on a tutu (in pink, naturally!), and dance like you’ve never danced before!

And remember, dear friends, "The world is a stage, and we are all players."

Until next time, darlings!

Stay fabulous, Emma

www.pink-tutu.com

#TutuBlog 1999-05-19 in Northampton with a random tutu.