I’m all for the old ways of thinking.

IT is indeed a while since I even considered Dad-Dancing: mainly because the look of sheer horror which fleeted across my daughter’s face stilled the thought before it became reality.

But the French, of all people, have finally ‘sussed’ the truth, that its a good thing, a positive thing; and should be welcomed by all sensible people, excepting the odd Grandpa whose  sense of rhythm has long since departed.

Folks, I give you, Dad-Dancing, ‘style-Francais’:-