At 10am on Sunday morning 15 intrepid travellers set out from Church Minshull to visit Blackpool Tower Ballroom.
Despite many cries of "are we nearly there yet?" and "is that Blackpool Tower?" shouted at every electricity pylon, we did get there.
The first impressions of the Ballroom quite took our breath away. We had all seen it on Strictly but in real life it is smaller and more ornate than you think. Add to that the wonderful Wurlitzer organ rising up through the floor and for some of our group this was indeed heaven.
Knowing that dancing was required we steeled ourselves with an excellent afternoon tea and then set out for the floor.
We know we are beginners at this dancing thing but soon we were strutting our stuff with Gorgeous George (94 years old and legs made by the NHS), Dangerous Derek and Miserable Maude (don't ask) and the other regulars of this Victorian Pleasure Palace.
I think it is fair to say we did not disgrace ourselves and what we lacked in skill we made up for in enthusiasm.
Then it was all over – the Wurlitzer disappeared into the floor for the last time – and it was time to leave.
But for us the day wasn't over, how could it be, we were in Blackpool and it is the law that fish and chips must be consumed, and so they were before a much more subdued return to the tranquillity of Cheshire.
If you fancy trying dancing you will find us in the Village Hall on Monday evenings 7:30pm to 8:30pm. Cost is £5 per person and you never know we may have another trip to Blackpool.