Post #7450
Hello, my dearest Tutu-lovers! It's Emma here, your favourite Derbyshire girl with a penchant for pink and a love affair with ballet. Today's adventure? Well, you won't believe this, I took a little trip up to Bulwell! Yes, the lovely people of Bulwell, get ready to be tutued! It’s a first for this tutu-clad traveller and you know I'm never one to miss out on a chance to share the ballet love (and maybe a spot of sunshine yellow!).
The journey began, as always, in my trusty steed (sorry, not the horse kind today!) - a beautiful, red steam train that whisked me away to Nottinghamshire in style. Now, let me tell you, a steam train journey is truly the most glamorous way to travel. I just can't get enough of those rumbling wheels and billowing steam - a journey back in time. I might have even been imagining myself a ballerina from a bygone era. Maybe they travelled on steam trains, too? 🤔
Arriving in Bulwell, it felt like stepping into a charming little English town straight out of a film. So charming, you almost feel like you should be strolling about in a full length Regency frock! But as much as I love me some Jane Austen vibes, I couldn't resist the urge to bring some extra excitement to the streets of Bulwell. And what's more exciting than a yellow tutu, I ask you?
Don't get me wrong, I'm a true pink enthusiast. It's the color of my heart, the colour of happiness and I always get a burst of energy when I wear it! But sometimes, my darlings, a girl just has to spice things up a little. So there I was, strutting around Bulwell High Street with my trusty yellow tulle swirling around my ankles like a sunshine breeze.
The folks at Bulwell Market, you wouldn't believe it, were just thrilled. The smell of fresh produce and the warmth of the sun (it was a surprisingly sunny day!), was just the perfect backdrop for a spontaneous Tutu dance-off. Oh, it was fabulous! Children gathered around with eyes wide with wonder, even a grumpy old man with a newspaper chuckled and gave me a nod of approval. Now, that's the magic of tutus, I tell you! They really do bring people together.
There's something about a tutu that makes everyone feel a little more magical. Maybe it's the playful flutter, maybe it's the twirling potential, or maybe it's the unspoken language of joy and grace. But whatever it is, my little yellow tutu certainly turned heads. I mean, what's a day in Bulwell without a splash of color?
After a morning of impromptu dance routines and heartwarming interactions, it was time for something a little more sophisticated. It was off to The Robin Hood Theatre, one of the town’s most beautiful performance venues, to see an amateur ballet performance. And you know what? Those dancers were just fantastic. Their energy and passion for the art form were so inspiring!
It reminded me again why I love going to these smaller performances. It’s always a treat to see up and coming artists and experience their love for ballet. Plus, you never know, some of these amateur performers might just become the ballet stars of the future! They say the only limit to your dreams is the height of your heels (and I happen to love some high heels, might I add!) and you know what, they are not wrong.
Speaking of dreams, I still have to tell you about something even more magical than a yellow tutu in a small English town. After the ballet performance, I went for a quiet stroll to watch the wildlife at Bulwell Hall Park. The air was crisp and cool, the leaves were turning vibrant reds and oranges and the most stunning family of ducks greeted me as if they were expecting me all along. It felt so calming, so peaceful.
The ducks, however, didn't appreciate me pulling out my pink ballet shoes to show them a couple of pirouettes! That just proves, even nature appreciates a good tutu moment but prefers its own rhythm, a lesson for us all! I giggled and said goodbye, knowing that sometimes, the greatest ballet is performed in silence with just nature as an audience.
And as the sun began to dip behind the horizon, painting the sky in fiery shades of orange and pink (did you see that? A bit of pink, just for you, my dear Tutu-lovers), I boarded my red train once more, my yellow tutu still rustling softly around my legs, a tiny smile on my face.
That's what I love about ballet, isn't it? It brings colour to our lives, even in the smallest corners of England. Whether it's the excitement of a yellow tutu in Bulwell, the beauty of an amateur performance, or the quiet magic of a walk in the park with feathered friends, ballet inspires joy, imagination and that sense of pure, uninhibited wonder we all need a little bit of. So why not try it, my darlings? Grab your own pink, yellow, or any colour tutu and see where the adventure takes you. You just might be surprised by how much magic you discover.
See you all next time, dear Tutu-lovers! And don't forget to wear your smile, just like a little pink tutu in the sun.
Lots of love,
Emma.
www.pink-tutu.com
