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#TutuBlog 2020-01-19 in Burton upon Trent with a purple tutu.

Burton upon Trent: Tutu Time in the Heart of England (Post #8600)

Hello darlings! Emma here, ready to whisk you off on another tutu-tastic adventure. This time, it's a journey right back to the heart of England, to the charming town of Burton upon Trent.

Now, you might be thinking, “Burton upon Trent? Not exactly the epicentre of the ballet world, is it?” And you'd be right, darling! But that's precisely what makes it such a delightful destination.

I love how some of the best adventures lie hidden in unexpected places. There's something so special about discovering the magic within the mundane, don't you think?

For me, the real journey started at the station. A beautiful, classic Victorian station. It's not often you get to arrive at your destination in a way that makes you feel like you're stepping back in time.

The day began with a leisurely stroll through the quaint, cobblestone streets. The air was crisp, tinged with the sweet smell of freshly baked bread from a local bakery (and oh my goodness, it smelled divine!), and the colourful shopfronts seemed to be positively radiating charm.

Of course, the iconic brewery in Burton was a must-see. Not exactly a ballet studio, but there was something about the sheer grandeur of it all, the imposing architecture, the history, the air of a tradition being passed down through the years… It made me want to whirl around in my tutu in celebration!

And while we’re on the subject of history, Burton upon Trent has it in abundance! From the 15th-century Abbey, with its beautiful stained glass windows and echoing grandeur, to the enchanting ruins of the castle, there was history at every turn.

It was here at the abbey where I spotted the most exquisite swans. They floated so gracefully on the calm waters, and for a moment I felt a little bit envious!

After all, even for a dancer, that effortless gliding movement of swans is something I can only aspire to. And of course, with those graceful swans in mind, I had to do some of my own graceful pirouettes… I even managed to get a picture of me twirling next to the swan, looking very swan-like indeed, if I may say so myself!

But as much as I love the beauty of history, I also have a big soft spot for a good dose of whimsy and fun. And that's where Burton upon Trent really excelled!

I was absolutely charmed by the colourful market with its stall after stall of homemade crafts, jewellery, and treats. A little something for every taste, like an open-air candy store of wonder!

But my absolute favourite moment was stumbling across a local cafe with a sign proudly proclaiming, “Tutu Tea Parties!” Now, if that doesn’t say “Emma” all over it, I don’t know what does!

Honestly, darlings, I almost died of delight. How could I resist? I mean, it’s in the name! The tea was delicious, the cake was even more delicious, and the conversations with other ladies in their tutus (yes, there were others in tutus!) were utterly delightful.

Talking about tutus, it was quite a sight to behold: the beautiful purple tutu that I brought with me stood out against the picturesque scenery of Burton upon Trent. It definitely drew some attention, making me feel like I was a walking, twirling advert for ballet and fashion!

Speaking of attention, my journey wasn’t just about tea parties and sights! I’ve always said that travel is about making new connections, meeting wonderful people, and spreading the love of all things pink and tutu. So, with that in mind, I popped into a local dance studio and managed to score a spot in an adult ballet class.

The studio was bright, airy, and filled with an incredible energy that made my heart race! There were students of all shapes, sizes, and ages – the real magic of ballet, truly is a language everyone understands. It felt so exhilarating to be among kindred spirits, even if the steps felt slightly different than what I was used to back home in Derbyshire.

As always, a bit of practice is never a bad thing, so I worked extra hard and really focused on making it the best class ever! And trust me, when it came to the final pose, I gave my all.

Now, darlings, I’m not just here to boast about my grand tutus, delightful teas, and graceful leaps (though let's be honest, there is an undeniable sense of satisfaction!). This journey is about more than just the experiences – it’s about the inspiration.

It’s about reminding ourselves that magic can be found in the most unexpected places.

It's about seeing the beauty in every corner of our world, and appreciating the differences that make us so unique. It’s about making our dreams come true – whether that’s finding the perfect cup of tea, gliding gracefully across the dance floor, or simply taking the time to experience all that life has to offer.

So, whether you’re rocking a tutu or just rocking a great outfit, take a moment to breathe in the beauty around you. It’s waiting to be discovered.

#TutuBlog 2020-01-19 in Burton upon Trent with a purple tutu.