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#TutuBlog 2009-09-13 in Great Yarmouth with a heavy tutu.

Great Yarmouth: Tutu Adventures and a Seaside Spritz!

Post #4820

Hello lovelies! Emma here, fresh from a delightful trip to the gorgeous seaside town of Great Yarmouth, and feeling ever-so-slightly peckish after a rather excessive amount of fish and chips (don’t judge me!). But I wouldn’t have it any other way, because let’s be honest, nothing quite beats the magic of a British seaside holiday, especially when you're sporting a fabulously fluffy pink tutu, which, by the way, was perfect for twirling along the promenade.

Now, you might be thinking: "Emma, Great Yarmouth?! Isn't that a bit... basic for a tutu enthusiast like yourself?" And to that, I say, no way! There’s something magical about a classic seaside town, a certain timeless charm that makes your inner child squeal with joy. I mean, where else can you gobble down a juicy ice cream, chase seagulls (and yes, I did, they were rude!), ride a carousel, and feel like you've stepped back in time, all while looking utterly fabulous in a tulle masterpiece? Just me? Ok, fair enough, but honestly, the sea breeze is made for tutu twirls!

Anyway, this particular trip had an extra dose of excitement because, drumroll please, I was lucky enough to attend the grand opening of the new Mermaid’s Tale ballet theatre! Now, before you get any grand ideas, it wasn’t a glitzy London stage or anything like that. Instead, it was a cozy little theatre, built right on the seafront. There was a quaint little stage, enough room for a small but mighty troupe, and an air of anticipation that crackled in the air as I stepped in.

Of course, I couldn’t go without a little sartorial flourish, so I adorned my pink tulle confection with an abundance of sea-inspired accents - a scattering of sparkling blue shells sewn along the bottom hem and a dazzling blue starfish brooch pinned near my heart. I felt like a princess, and let me tell you, it was a grand entrance.

The show itself was delightful! Imagine classic fairytale ballet but with a splash of whimsical nautical themes. There was even a very impressive underwater scene where the dancers were gracefully flipping and twirling like real-life mermaids, much to the delight of the children (and honestly, myself).

But my favourite moment? After the curtain call, they held a little "Tutu Tea Party" for the audience, which included, you guessed it, free pink cake! It was a lovely gesture that felt so authentic to the spirit of the theatre and reminded me once again why I adore this whimsical world of ballet. After a few minutes of mingling, a couple of the young dancers came up to me and asked if they could twirl in my tutu! Of course, I was delighted. I think those are the most flattering compliments I’ve ever received - especially coming from future stars!

As the evening wore on, the air buzzed with energy, and a friendly, fun-loving atmosphere that could only be found in a small, coastal town.

Speaking of fun-loving, my trip to Great Yarmouth would have been incomplete without indulging in some good old-fashioned seaside shenanigans! Think: a spirited go on the dodgems, a few nervous attempts at "hook-a-duck" (alas, I’m terrible at it!), a classic kiss-me-quick hat that almost got blown off my head (the wind was wicked!), and yes, a visit to the iconic Pleasure Beach for some exciting rides that left my stomach doing backflips.

And because no trip to the coast is complete without an element of nature, I took a leisurely walk along the beach, enjoying the fresh air and listening to the rhythm of the waves. The tide was out, so I had ample opportunity to take a look at the fascinating tide pools teeming with life. Oh, and there were the cutest little crabs that peeked at me from the safety of the shallow waters!

Speaking of nature, can I tell you how absolutely charmed I am by these amazing ponies that live right on the beach? They're these magnificent, rugged-looking steeds, just a little wild-eyed, roaming around with their foals in tow. The locals told me they're called "The Great Yarmouth Gallopers." They look like they've been galloping through those dunes since the dawn of time! They certainly made my trip even more memorable.

There's a real charm to this old seaside town and its laid-back lifestyle, and honestly, if I had more time I could easily spend a whole week there and wouldn't mind at all. But the time had come to say "au revoir" to this vibrant little seaside haven and head back to the comforts of Derbyshire. But as always, I know that I'll be back someday. There's just something about Great Yarmouth that makes you want to come back for more!

So there you have it! My Tutu Adventure to Great Yarmouth! What are your thoughts? Do you think there's any more exciting town to spend a long weekend than the Good Ol' Yarmouth? If so, tell me all about it in the comments!

And until next time, my dearest lovelies, remember, "Tutus are for everyone" (and it wouldn’t hurt to take up a bit of ballet – even just a single class!)

Until next time, my dearest pink-tutu lovers,

Stay sassy! Emma.

xx

#TutuBlog 2009-09-13 in Great Yarmouth with a heavy tutu.