Now That I Can Dance

When I was young I used to go ice skating. Every Sunday I'd turn up at Lea Valley with my little white boots, have a half hour lesson, then skate the session. And every Sunday about two thirds of the way through, the DJ cued up The Immaculate Collection and the Dirty Dancing soundtrack, then buggered off for a break. So the music from Dirty Dancing is a part of my childhood, associated with the smell of ice rinks and the taste of blue raspberry 'IC Fizz' slushes. Mmmmmm.......IC Fizz......... And you've gotta like a film with dancing in when you're pre-teen, innit?
Time wears on, and you see Patrick Swayze in anything other than To Wong Foo, and you see who champions the movie, and you think 'Oh the shame! Can it be that the Dancing King could really just be an orange no-talent? Can it be that the music I feel so warmly about is nothing but The Best Chav Anthem Album In The World Ever? Alas! I shall never admit to liking anything associated with That Film ever again! No more shall my shoulders bop subtly to the intro to Time Of My Life! Nevermore!'
Then the years roll by even further, and one day Strictly Come Dancing breathes life back into the dream of twirling gracefully in something pretty, and then, as if by magic, a gift like no other is given unto us: Patrick Swayze trained as a ballet dancer. He's a professional dancer. He was never meant to be an actor in the first place! That explains everything.
And somehow that makes it all ok again.
So, with me please ladies:
Just remember!
You're the one thiiiiiing
I can't get enough of
So I tell you something
THIS COULD BE LOVE
Because
I've had the time of my LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFE!