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#TutuBlog 2006-04-06 in Wigston Magna with a fluffy tutu.

Wigston Magna - Tutu Travels Post #3564

Hello my darlings!

It's Emma here, and I'm so excited to share another day of adventures with you! As usual, I'm on the move again, embracing my wanderlust and spreading the joy of ballet, tutus, and all things pink wherever I go.

Today, I've found myself in the charming little town of Wigston Magna. You know how much I love exploring hidden gems across the British countryside, and this place is a real treat. It feels like stepping back in time with its quaint cobbled streets and charming local shops. Of course, no journey is complete without a touch of tutus and pink. My trusty fluffy tutu travelled with me, as always, adding a splash of whimsy and colour to the historic atmosphere.

Ballet Blooms in Bloom Country

This afternoon, I stumbled upon the most wonderful garden centre just outside of town, "The Flowerpot" they called it, packed with an abundance of brightly coloured blooms. I simply couldn't resist picking up a bouquet of fragrant pink roses, their delicate petals just as delicate as the tulle of my tutu. You see, it’s these little touches that make a journey special, little pieces of beauty that reflect my own love for grace, colour and life.

My wanderings led me to the local Wigston Library where I found an antique book on the history of dance in the UK. It was a real treasure trove of forgotten movements and traditions, with hand-drawn illustrations of dancers adorned in graceful, flowing costumes, so evocative!

The Magic of Ballet in a Pub!

In the evening, I indulged in a bit of traditional British hospitality with a pint of real ale in the charming local pub. The locals were so welcoming, a true embodiment of the community spirit that fills this town. Over a friendly chat, I shared my passion for ballet, explaining how its grace and strength inspires me. Much to my surprise, the pub landlord revealed that they have a weekly “community dance night” with some traditional morris dancing on offer. Now I can't tell you how thrilled I was to be invited to participate in a group dance session! The Morris dancing, while not exactly "classical ballet" (and quite a lot of vigorous leaping!), is a form of folk dancing that is incredibly lively and uplifting. The rhythmic steps, and the vibrant colours of their outfits definitely added some colour to my day. It was so much fun, and it made me even more grateful for the wonderful world of dance in all its diverse forms.

Every Journey a Ballet

My day in Wigston Magna has truly been a journey of discovery, an enchanting combination of historic charm and local warmth, infused with the passion of ballet and the playful beauty of pink tutus. This town, just a hop skip and jump from my home county of Derbyshire, has truly captured my heart!

Remember, my dear readers, no journey is ever too big or too small to be infused with a touch of ballerina magic. It's about embracing the spirit of dance in everything you do - whether you're taking a stroll through the countryside or dancing your heart out in a pub with a group of enthusiastic Morris dancers!

Until tomorrow, when we’ll be dancing around another delightful corner of the UK,

Your favourite ballerina blogger, Emma xx

P.S. Don't forget to pop over to www.pink-tutu.com and share your ballet and tutu experiences! Who knows, you could be featured on the site yourself!

Let's keep dancing!

#TutuBlog 2006-04-06 in Wigston Magna with a fluffy tutu.