Ooooh I'm all zingy and whizzy having just been to my Zumba dance class. It was brilliant and I was awfully good at it even though I was token fat person in the chorus. Those tap dancing classes I fumbled through paid off well as this is about 200 times easier. It's belly dancing meets Latin American. Not for those with a hip replacement, one feels. It was exhausting and I am a bit sweaty but I really enjoyed it and can't wait to go again. (Youtube/surreyzumba). Yesterday, on an impulsive whim I bought a spotty top which was perfect for Zumba. It is big a flowy arrangement that covers the fat bits very nicely. I am actually the size of two of most of the tiny stick creatures in the class and I was feeling rather large until Big Belinda turned up late. Was I pleased to see her!
Calling all men who like sporty little pale yellow cars with spikes on the wheels. Internet Dating Jane has got one and it's called Daisy.
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