I kept my dance shoes in the cupboard by the front door. We called that cupboard the glory hole. Nanny thought dance was the devil's work. I'd yell that I was off and grab the shoes and be out the door. Oh how I loved to dance. They taught us to dance all the new dances from France!
At bedtime my parents would say "Tuck you up in a few minutes" "Hap (wrap) you up"
On a Bangor trip many years ago. Amy and David took me. They loved to dance. Led off everyone in Pride of Erin dance. We practiced in the hallway beforehand. They'd play an old fashioned one and then a modern one and then another old fashioned dance.
About Me
- Edna from Belfast
- Tell my ma when I go home, The boys won't leave the girls alone, They pulled my hair and stole my comb, But that's all right 'till I go home. She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast city, She is courting, one two three Please won't you tell me who is she? This blog is kept up in memory of Edna who was from Belfast, Northern Ireland. Edna passed on September 2008. These are her stories as she wrote them.
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