Saturday, May 15, 2010

My deep dark secret...

My Brother is a Morris Dancer.

There, I've said it - admitted it in public.

Many people would be embarrassed to have a Morris Dancer in the family, but not me. I am proud of my hankie waving, bell wearing, stick shaking, hop, skip and jumping brother. He is part of an English tradition that dates back to to the 14th Century according to some historians.

When I was home in the U.K. last week I was fortunate enough to witness his world debut dancing with Kemp's Men - the Norwich Morris Dancing Team.

Here are some videos of him in action (if you are reading this as a facebook note, you'll have to click 'view original post' to see them as facebook doesn't import them).


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