Watching my younger sister, Jeanette, then 3, as she practised her dance steps, I was impressed.
‘I want lessons too!’ I said with a grin.
‘Let's get you signed up,’ my mum, Emily, suggested.
It was 1950, and at 9 I couldn't wait to join Jeanette as she learnt to tap.
I soon got the bug.
When Jeannette hung up her tap shoes a few years later, I enthusiastically carried on with lessons throughout my childhood.
Dancing was one of my favourite things.
I lapped it up, loved showing off on stage.
And over the years, I got to share my passion, entertaining others.
