Today was a pretty drear day, literally and figuratively. But here are some quinces - I think - spotted on Ridgway Place, just up the road from where I used to go to ballet and "character dance." I find (googling) that this latter term melds classical ballet with European folk dance, and is part of the Royal Ballet School repertoire (Letty Littlewood's Associated Arts dance school, where I took these classes, was very much a feeder school for the Royal Ballet School). This training stood me in surprisingly good stead in my theatrical career ... last on display, I think, when I was a witch dancing on Walpurgis Night in a production of Faust at the Young Vic. Christopher Gable was Faust ...
Or: let's put it another way: it's hard to be back in Wimbledon and not be swamped with memories.
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