Monthly Archives: May 2023

Milonga

Tango Secrets: A long-awaited visit to a tiny village in Buckinghamshire

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A milonga held in a community hall in a tiny village in Buckinghamshire might seem an unlikely entry on anyone’s tango bucket list, but it had been on mine for rather a long time.

Tango Secrets is run by Irina Zoueva, a teacher and DJ who followed my blog from an early stage, as she found it helped her teaching to get the perspective of someone new to tango. She was also kind enough to message me the solution to a problem I was having very early on: tango maths …

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My heart remains in BsAs, but the spirit of the city is alive in the UK

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I’ve been back in the UK for almost two months now, but the pull of BsAs hasn’t diminished in the slightest. While most of my body got on the plane to Heathrow, I seem to have forgotten to pack my heart. If only my bank account shared my sentiment, I’d get straight back on a plane again tomorrow.

Fortunately, there are places in the UK where the spirit of the city is alive, and I’ve been lucky enough to enjoy three of them since my return: the Argentine ambassador’s milonga, the Sheffield Tango Festival, and a return visit to Tango by the Sea …

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Another hit of the following drug, in a joyful private with Emma

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Tango has an astonishing ability to energise. I’d been woken at 4am by a certain chocolate-coloured feline who decided to make a heroically unsuccessful attempt to jump onto the living room window-sill. I was alerted to this fact by the sound of two cacti pots crashing to the floor. (Orange Boy had a solid alibi as he was asleep on my pillow at the time.)

I didn’t get back to sleep, and when Emma arrived for my private some 14 hours later, I was feeling not dissimilar to the cacti. But as soon as we danced the first song, I found myself feeling as lively as a 4am cat …

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Many familiar faces and embraces at the delicious Sheffield Tango Festival

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The Sheffield Tango Festival was a first for me, but it certainly didn’t feel that way: there were a great many familiar faces and embraces from London, Cambridge, The Feast, Tango by the Sea, and – in at least one case – Buenos Aires.

Of course, the ‘familiar faces’ part is for varying values of same, and in some cases it was the embrace rather than the face I recognised …

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