was a great dancer. (What
happened to me?) My dad could dance anything,
rumba, foxtrot, jive, you name it.
had a string of regular partners for particular dances and carried on
going till shortly before his death in 1992 aged
My dad also loved to get up and
give a song. He would learn all the verses
of the current ballads and give his all to a rapt audience. (Another
'What happened to me?')
at the top of this page is of my dad,
taking the floor at the Navy Club in the late-1980s.