Memories of the village flower show have an extra dimension for me. When I was about fourteen, the committee laid on n afternoon dance for the teens. I was a member of the Scout Highland Dance Display team and danced the Eightsome Reel, Dashing White Sergeant and the Strathspeys, but was taken by surprise when a girl I had admired for some time came to ask me to dance a quickstep or something. When I told her I couldn't do 'modern dance', she told me I could try but I was quite adamant I wasn't going to make a fool of myself. Eventually, she glared at me and walked off. As I watched her go, I thought, this will NEVER happen to me again. It was the first,but far from the last time that lassie inspired me to get on with things. The picture was taken years after we were married http://www.amazon.com/dp/1535417188