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#TutuBlog 2007-10-07 in Newton Aycliffe with a black tutu.

Newton Aycliffe: A Tutu Tale in the North East! (Post 4113)

Hey everyone! It’s Emma here, and you know how much I adore venturing out into the world in my beloved pink tutus. So, imagine my excitement when I received an invitation to spend the weekend in Newton Aycliffe! This little town in County Durham had a magical aura that called out to me.

After packing my favourite pink tulle, my trusty ballet shoes, and a little extra lipstick for good measure, I bid farewell to the rolling hills of Derbyshire and embarked on my journey north. As my train snaked its way across the green and brown landscape, I couldn’t help but think about the adventures that awaited. I just know I’d be inspired by this little town in the North East and get loads of new ideas for my future ballet creations!

Arriving at the station in Newton Aycliffe, the crisp autumn air and the warm smiles of the locals were a welcome change from the familiar scenery of my hometown. The train journey was such a perfect way to relax and let my imagination run wild – and the smell of fresh air always feels incredible after spending time travelling.

My charming B&B was just a stone's throw from the bustling market square. The quaint little house had its own private courtyard, where I enjoyed a leisurely afternoon cup of tea, accompanied by the chirping of sparrows in the nearby trees. As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in fiery hues of orange and pink, I slipped into a simple black tutu. It's the one I wear for when I need a moment to just focus on ballet. It's my 'me' tutu - like a favourite old jumper you put on when you just want to feel comfortable and safe!

Later, I found myself strolling through the historic streets of Newton Aycliffe, marvelling at the charming brick houses with their little gardens bursting with flowers. It was time for some local flavour, so I decided to grab a takeaway fish and chips from the popular chippy in the square. The locals all greeted each other with a warm smile, and it reminded me of how important community is in these places. I always feel a sense of warmth when I'm in somewhere that isn't so crowded. There's so much more time to talk and chat and get to know people!

The following day, I took a spontaneous detour to the lovely countryside surrounding Newton Aycliffe, armed with my sketchbook and a thirst for inspiration. I was drawn to a picturesque little lake surrounded by rolling fields. Here, I took a deep breath and let my creativity flow as I watched ducks waddle on the water, their fluffy feathers catching the golden light. They're always such elegant birds. If only they could dance, how magnificent they would be!

After sketching the graceful waterbirds, I continued on my walk. I wanted to feel every crunch of the autumn leaves beneath my ballet shoes and listen to the quiet chirping of the birds. I know it sounds cliche, but you never really appreciate the peace of the countryside until you spend time just soaking it in and letting the gentle, everyday sounds come through.

As dusk approached, I felt a sudden urge to dance. My favourite tutu (a hot pink one this time, with silver sparkly accents!) and I were soon swirling on the dew-covered grass, a temporary stage beneath the twilight sky. I loved the feeling of the crisp air against my skin, and the movement of my body with the rhythm of the wind in my hair! Every ballerina needs her own special place where she can be totally free.

As the weekend drew to a close, I knew I was leaving Newton Aycliffe with a treasure trove of memories, sketches, and a new-found appreciation for the beauty of life beyond the bustle of the city. It's easy to be caught up in the rush of ballet training, and rehearsals, and shows and auditions, that sometimes you just need a few quiet days to refocus. Newton Aycliffe gave me that gift this week!

There’s something magical about discovering a new place and finding a connection to its spirit, especially when that place embraces its history, culture, and natural beauty, just like Newton Aycliffe did.

Next stop: Bath! I’m heading for a weekend of tea parties and, of course, a chance to take in a classical ballet performance in one of Britain’s oldest cities!

Until next time, my dearest tutu friends! Stay beautiful and keep twirling!

P.S. Don’t forget to visit my website www.pink-tutu.com and let me know your favourite places to twirl!

#TutuBlog 2007-10-07 in Newton Aycliffe with a black tutu.