Thanks for the practical advice, Tattie Bogle. I hope I recognize sagging legs when I see them. I have seen dancers tripping over themselves.

Last Saturday I played for English Dance. (For some reason I am the only person bothered by the fact that many people come once and never come again.)

Well, last time we had a new guy who was built like an American football player - over six feet tall and bulky (not obese) across the shoulders. When he danced in front of me, I could hear his gigantic shoes squeaking as he tripped over his feet. I was glad to be playing percussion not recorder at the time, because if he really lost his balance and cannoned into me, ramming the recorder into the roof of my mouth, that would really hurt.

Our leader teaches a dozen dances every dance, not even considering that many are new and that, being young, they have probably never memorized anything in their lives. (They just use their phones.) I was a folk dancer once, and it took over a year of monthly dances before I developed the brain skill of memorizing a dance. And I had been memorizing things (poems, Shakespeare speeches, state capitals, the times table) all my life.