There was a time when I was the only person in our school who could dance like Paul Rutherford. Possibly because I was the only person who wanted to. (Young people - he's the one at the side who mostly does dancing)
Back then there were only three types of dancing:
1. Spreading - the heavy metal kids did that in the appropriate gap at the school disco.
2. Some sort of New Romantic / Depeche Mode moody stepping. Pointing one toe forward and then the other and glancing occasionally from behind your fringe.
3. Generalised TOTP audience clapping and swaying.
And then The Frankies showed up on Top of the Pops and Paul Rutherford showed all us provinces kids something new. It's weird to think of it now. It was a time before Hi-NRG had captured the world. We didn't really know what to do. I practised in front of the mirror for hours.
Now, I'm old and my knees have gone, so all I can do is that standing and nodding with your arms folded that they do when they're waiting for a street race to start in the Fast & Furious films. But Arthur likes that too, so we can bond over 2 Chainz or DJ Shadow.
Ride or die, remember.