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#TutuBlog 2000-04-26 in Hornchurch with a stiff tutu.

Hornchurch Calling: Tutus & Trains & Tea, Oh My! 💖🩰

Post Number 1393

Helloooo darlings! It’s your favourite Derbyshire tutu-wearing adventurer Emma, back again with a whirl of excitement fresh from a fabulous jaunt to the bustling, but somehow still quaint, little town of Hornchurch. This week, as ever, life has been a joyous pirouette of pink tulle and theatrical adventures, with a healthy dose of tea and scones thrown in for good measure, naturally!

Let’s begin with the reason for this week's trip, shall we? Well, as always, it had to involve a spot of ballet, didn’t it? But instead of a traditional theatre production, this time I had the chance to enjoy a very special performance by the Hornchurch Ballet Society in a beautiful local hall. And let me tell you, the place was bursting with charm and buzzing with excitement – a perfect setting for some stunning ballet!

From the moment I arrived, a sweet little gentleman, clearly a seasoned local, informed me of the best place to park, offering me the perfect spot within mere seconds of me hopping off the train. Did I mention the journey itself was a marvel of rolling green fields and sunny skies, made even more lovely by the rhythmic sway of my train carriage, just like dancing on pointe!

Then, the performance. Honestly, I’ve never felt so transported! These dancers were, dare I say it, a force of nature! Such artistry, passion, and dedication poured onto the stage, it made my own little dance heart thump with joy!

I’ve got to give a special shout-out to young Emily, who embodied a graceful Juliet with such tenderness. And then there was handsome Richard, radiating Romeo's playful charm and longing with every graceful gesture. Such an inspirational ensemble, these dancers of Hornchurch, full of energy and elegance – truly a ballet lover’s dream.

But my day in Hornchurch was not just about beautiful ballet and inspiring performances, it was about a whole lot of exploring, tea time and naturally, some splendid shopping!

And shopping, my darlings, meant pink. Loads and loads of pink. A visit to Hornchurch wouldn’t be complete without browsing the quirky little boutiques brimming with feminine treasures. One little gem of a shop I stumbled upon boasted a whole wall dedicated to tutus! Of course, I couldn't leave without finding a perfect pink gem to add to my ever-growing tutu collection – a delicate chiffon confection that whispers of dreams and butterflies. Just heavenly!

But the absolute highlight of my day was the chance to meet local craftswoman, Ms. Agnes, who has a little cottage nestled amongst a stunning garden bursting with vibrant hues of flowers and birdlife. Agnes shared stories of her fascinating craft - making bespoke hats and fascinators adorned with handcrafted, hand-painted silk flowers! Each piece, truly a tiny masterpiece. Her garden, she tells me, is an Eden for bees, butterflies, and even the odd hedgehog. Talk about finding a hidden gem!

Before leaving the darling town, I just had to visit one of their charming tea shops, complete with vintage china and the aroma of warm scones wafting through the air! I indulged in a divine slice of Victoria Sponge and a cup of the most fragrant, soothing Earl Grey – absolutely divine!

Returning home to Derbyshire, a little bit more relaxed, a lot more inspired and with a few more pink treasures tucked in my suitcase, I knew this day trip would forever remain etched in my memory.

The thing I find so delightful about this beautiful country of ours is how, within a short journey, you can escape from your little world and enter one entirely new, so vibrant and full of stories just waiting to be discovered.

Remember, darlings, life is a ballet! Embrace each day, each step with joy, elegance, and a touch of pink. If you want to share your own little dance adventures with me, remember to find me over at www.pink-tutu.com!

Until next time, my loves! 💖 Emma 💖

#TutuBlog 2000-04-26 in Hornchurch with a stiff tutu.