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#TutuBlog 2017-03-30 in Walsall with a pancake tutu.

Walsall Wonder: A Pancake Tutu and a Pony Ride! ๐Ÿฅž๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’–

Hey lovelies! It's your favourite pink-tutu-clad ballet babe, Emma, checking in from the charming town of Walsall. This is post number 7575 on www.pink-tutu.com - can you believe it?! We've been through so many twirls and pirouettes together, and today's journey promises to be as fabulous as a perfectly-stitched tutu.

Now, I know what you're thinking. "Walsall? What's in Walsall, Emma?". Well, my darling readers, Walsall is a hidden gem! Sure, it's known for its industrial history, but I discovered a delightful dose of charm and a truly enchanting equine encounter - but more on that later!

Before we embarked on our adventure, I simply couldn't resist a stop at the cutest little cafe for a delicious pancake breakfast. It's a rule, you know! If there's a cafe with floral wallpaper and mismatched vintage china, Emma must visit. And this time, I was even bolder: I went full-on "pink-tutu-pancake-princess" with a sprinkle of pink icing sugar! ๐Ÿ˜œ A dash of playful decadence before heading off to explore.

With a happy tummy and my ever-present pink tutu swishing around my ankles, I hopped onto the train for Walsall. I confess, travelling by train is one of my favourite things. There's something magical about watching the scenery fly past, especially when you're in a pretty little dress and sipping on a cappuccino. The rhythmic clickety-clack of the wheels sets my inner ballerina a-twirling.

Walsall itself felt surprisingly lively for a Thursday morning. The market square was abuzz with activity, its stalls overflowing with colourful wares. The scent of fresh fruit, pungent spices, and the occasional whiff of hot sausages mingled with the crisp air. I spent ages browsing the antique jewellery stalls, where I discovered the most gorgeous cameo brooch in a deep, regal purple that instantly reminded me of my grandma's favourite shade. It's coming home with me, my dears, that's for sure!

And then, my moment of equine enchantment. Nestled in a charming corner of town was a stable - "Walsall Riding Centre" it proclaimed with a welcoming painted sign. Now, I can't resist a good pony ride - they're such gentle creatures with kind eyes. And let's be honest, what could be more delightful than galloping through the countryside with the wind in your hair? The feeling of freedom as the horse takes a swift trot and you're up in the air for a moment - truly exhilarating! I was a giggling child all over again.

We spent the afternoon exploring the scenic countryside around Walsall, a world away from the hustle and bustle of the city. The countryside was splashed with shades of green and brown, dappled with the first delicate shoots of spring. I even spotted a herd of deer grazing in a sun-drenched meadow. These creatures always inspire a sense of calm and serenity in me. Their elegance, their graceful movement... it's a constant reminder that nature is an unparalleled dance studio!

As the sun began to set, casting a golden hue over the town, it was time for me to return home. Walsall may not be the most glamorous city, but it was bursting with charm and warmth. And those are things I'll always hold close to my heart. I returned to my Derbyshire haven with a heart brimming with joy and memories of a lovely, unexpected adventure.

But my darlings, the best part is yet to come. Because while the enchanting horse ride and the beautiful cameo brooch were truly memorable, I have a secret that'll make your pink-tutu-loving heart leap with excitement.

Guess what, lovelies? Walsall's got a fantastic new ballet school opening its doors next week! And yes, my fellow dance enthusiasts, they even offer pink tutu workshops! Imagine - mastering those pirouettes in a flurry of pink, surrounded by other tutu-wearing enthusiasts! It's every ballet dancer's dream come true.

My dear friends, I may not have found any sparkling palaces or enchanting waterfalls in Walsall, but I discovered the joy of spontaneity, the allure of equine charm, and a ballet school destined to become a hub for all things pink and tutu-licious!

So what are you waiting for? Grab your pinkest tutu, pack your dancing shoes, and let's set off on our next ballet adventure together! Remember, there's magic in every corner, and it all starts with a twirl! ๐Ÿฉฐโœจ๐Ÿ’•

#TutuBlog 2017-03-30 in Walsall with a pancake tutu.