OK, that's now my excuse for bad dancing
instead of the 'I'm a clumsy, graceless clod' excuse
( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Wed 20 Apr 2011, 11:05, 2 replies, latest was 15 years ago)

For my hen night activity I hired a dance teacher to teach a bunch of giggly women a three-minute routine to pop songs
Of about 15 women (ages ranging from 13 to 60) I was the absolute worst dancer. And, as the 'hen', I was stuck right at the front so I couldn't hide.

Arthritic limbs aside, I have zero co-ordination and kept forgetting what bit came next.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Wed 20 Apr 2011, 11:08, Reply)

You're welcome
It worked for me for a while too
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Wed 20 Apr 2011, 11:11, Reply)