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Hello darlings! It's your favourite Derbyshire ballerina, Emma, and guess what? Today I'm writing from Ashton, a quaint little town that stole my heart (and my Instagram feed) with its charming charm.
Oh, where to start? Today has been a whirlwind of ballet bliss, delicious Italian food, and just a hint of whimsy! I hopped on the train this morning, leaving my tiny flat behind for a day of cultural escapades. It felt like a fairy-tale carriage ride - just imagine, sunlight dappling through the window, soft music playing in my headphones, and a glimpse of lush green fields flying by. How could you resist the allure of such a journey?
Speaking of carriages, Ashton boasts a delightful old theatre, a grand, historical building with stories woven into its very fabric. I had to visit! Not just for the architecture (though it was magnificent!), but for the ballet show itself. This is where I first fell head over heels with the world of Italian tutus - so gloriously billowing and flowing, a real sight to behold.
This particular show featured a delightful contemporary piece that blended the strength and grace of traditional ballet with a modern twist. The dancers, oh, they were divine! So elegant and passionate, they told stories without speaking a single word. You know me, always inspired by talented dancers - they really made me want to rush to my nearest ballet class and perfect those pirouettes.
Of course, no journey to Ashton is complete without experiencing the delicious cuisine! My favourite spot, a hidden gem called "Bella Italia" - I kid you not! They serve the most heavenly spaghetti alla carbonara and the kindest staff. I swear, the waiter even offered me an extra helping of Parmesan! You can't say no to a smiling face and a giant mound of cheese, can you?
While the food and the ballet were magical, Ashton itself held a certain charm. Its cobblestone streets, vibrant floral displays, and the aroma of freshly baked bread just took me to a different world. There was even a quaint antique shop bursting with forgotten treasures - I swear I could hear whispers from the past in every nook and cranny. Of course, I couldn't resist purchasing a little something to remind me of this beautiful day. It's a delicate, rose-gold necklace with a little silver ballet shoe pendant. Perfect, isn't it?
As the day drew to a close, I strolled through Ashton's parks, a kaleidoscope of vibrant hues and calming green meadows. It was the perfect place to take a break, let the city sounds melt away, and admire the delicate pink blooms adorning a nearby rose bush. A pink rose, just for me!
As the sun set, casting long shadows across the streets, I felt a sense of contentment. I'd experienced a slice of the Italian culture here, danced along with the beauty of ballet, and taken in the heart-warming atmosphere of this quaint town. What more could a girl ask for?
And remember, darling readers, you don't need to be a professional ballerina to embrace the beauty and grace of ballet. We all have our own "tutues," be it a passion for painting, baking, or anything that makes us feel alive!
Don't forget to check out my latest dance moves on Instagram! And make sure you follow www.pink-tutu.com for daily updates!
Until next time,
Keep your tutus twirling!
Emma. xx
