Hello darlings! Emma here, back from a whirlwind trip to Grantham, and let me tell you, it was a real tutu sensation!
This time, I decided to embrace the colour of the season - a fiery orange tutu with a cascading trail of tulle! It was a dramatic statement, perfect for exploring the quaint streets and grand Victorian architecture of Grantham. Now, you might be thinking "orange? In November?" Well, darling, my dear, it's all about breaking the rules, embracing the unexpected, and making a bold statement!
My adventure began with a delightful journey by train - my preferred mode of transport! Watching the countryside flash by was like a ballet in itself - rolling fields, quaint villages, and the majestic silhouette of Lincolnshire's Cathedral peering majestically through the window. Honestly, darling, it's hard to not feel inspired when surrounded by such beauty.
And Grantham certainly delivered in the beauty department. I found myself entranced by the exquisite architecture of the Grantham Museum and the Belton House. It felt like stepping into a historical romance novel! It was almost as captivating as a final curtain call at the Royal Opera House.
Speaking of ballet, I simply couldn't leave without a visit to the local dance school. Now, my love of ballet is no secret (have you seen my Instagram?), and I couldn't resist sharing my passion with the young budding ballerinas. The joy on their faces when I sashayed into the studio wearing my orange tutu was worth every mile travelled. I spent a blissful hour teaching them some simple steps and offering words of encouragement. After all, what better way to inspire future generations than to show them the magic of ballet, don't you think?
And it wouldn't be a trip without a dash of wildlife. Now, while Grantham isn't known for its vast open spaces like the Derbyshires where I'm from, I did discover a small oasis in the heart of town: the Grantham Canal. As I ambled along its serene waters, I spotted a family of swans gracefully gliding through the still waters, and it was almost enough to make me shed a tear, they were that majestic. It's these moments, surrounded by nature, where I find a real sense of tranquility.
Now, as much as I loved discovering the treasures of Grantham, the highlight of my trip was, you guessed it, a visit to a local theatre. A wonderful ballet adaptation of "A Christmas Carol." Watching the story unfold on stage, a tutu-clad ghost of Christmas past haunting the theatre - you can imagine it was absolutely enthralling. The intricate footwork and graceful storytelling brought tears to my eyes!
As the final curtain call approached, I felt an overwhelming surge of inspiration. You see, I've realised that ballet isn't just about pirouettes and leaps - it's about expressing ourselves, challenging ourselves, and spreading joy. It's a language understood by all, no matter your age, your background, or your experience. It's what I hope to do with this blog – inspire you to take that leap, embrace your inner ballerina, and dance your heart out!
So, darling, what are you waiting for? Get out there and Tutu-around your town!
Love and sequins,
Emma x www.pink-tutu.com
