I can't dance at all, and my dad was able to whisk me around, his fancy steps were something that gave him pleasure and he must have looked like a small chap, negotiating a large wardrobe over a rope bridge but he enjoyed it.
This made me smile, and only if he were grateful I did just that! He’s not happy unless we learn another dance and another dance, and more steps and more steps, he’s quite competitive though doesn’t want to do medals etc. Do I think he’s good? Not at all, his timing is poor, and I’m ALWAYS leading because of this, but he won’t take ANY constructive criticism, so it all goes pear shaped.
When we very first started I used to chat to other people (I liked the social aspect) he didn’t want that, he just wanted to dance, and perfect it, and that’s how it is. He can’t bear ‘going wrong’ where as I think it’s hilarious, so it’s all far too serious for me I’m afraid.