Dancing Into Space

It's Strictly Come Prancing season:
twelve weeks of reasons to wear sequins
while buying loo roll in Home Bargains.
Like I need a reason.


CRAIG BREVILLE WHOREWOOD: 'scuse me while I ActiFry my thighs.

Exit stage right.

 

 

Wipe the Wayne Sleep from your eyes.

Fake tan she-men, shine your white hot shoes.

When I flick my fleckerls it's frickin' cosmic ~

fancy-kecks du Beke gets the old trout blues.

 

 

From Cas Vegas to Ponte Carlo

and on the Shipley Strip they dig my paso.

 

I love dancing into space:

stepping high, wide and handsome

                                   into freedom.

But each day there's less of it around

in this small overcrowded town.

B.R. 21/09/2014

Sir Bruce Forsyth, relaxing backstage before the taping of the 2048 Strictly Come Dancing Xmas special.