Still here. Still waiting.

Who would have thought it, dahlinks? We are still not back in class. So, a little update is due. 

We absolutely, definitely want to dance again. We miss our showgirls and our shabby little hall terribly. However, a couple of challenges mean that we are still obliged to be showgirls-in-waiting. 

Firstly, our venue is not Covid compliant - we need to provide each of us with 100sq ft. Frankly, in our little hall, that means half of us would be dancing at the bus stop, listening to instructions being yelled out of the window. Entertaining as that would be for the locals, the risk of feathers getting soggy and flesh getting chafed on pavements is too high to be contemplated.

Secondly, the Sparkly Bra Pixie's work timetable is a changeable thing at the mo., and so we're not yet clear whether our usual Wednesday evening slot will continue to be the most convenient time for her in the future. 

On the upside, we have a routine good to go. Well, I say that. What I mean is that we had a routine good to go a year ago. Now we have some vague memories and a few pages of notes. That should make for a hilarious relaunch when the time comes.

So, when we know more, we'll email all you regulars and, if we do have to change things, we'll ask you about avalability for different time slots and see how many of you are ready to roll about the floor with us again. 

Until then, savour your strutting; crisp up your quickies; and keep your flowering fresh (hmm, that sounds a little odd).

Yours, properly impatient now,

Burlicious x