I am going to learn to tango.
I'm not quite sure what tango has to do with my work email, or the delivery of a toilet (wall hung pan, disappointingly cheap-looking chrome double flush button, bought on ebay), but it could be related to the vaguely Latino music we had playing yesterday at work. Actually, to be completely honest, this mission has been gestating for a good while now, ever since I read an article about themed breaks (learn spanish in Spain, tango in Argentina, whale-harpooning in Iceland) in a weekend paper's Travel section. The Latino music was probably just a slow-acting catalyst.
Of course, being a latent freeloader, I have found a free introductory class. It's in north London, so it will only cost £4 to get there and back, with no £10 class fee. A whopping saving of £6! Of course, then each subsequent class will cost £14 inc transport, so it is going to work out slightly more expensive in the long run. But no matter. I will be strutting my tango stuff across the floor. I will have added a dash of exhilarating latino spice to my life. And if the Buckwell decides to join me, we will be able to gaze into each others eyes on the dancefloor like they do in Dancing with the Stars. As long as he doesn't drop me.
We could look like this:

Where mission was conceived: Tapley House
Type of location: Home (office)
Idea-fuelling beverage: White tea
Likelihood of success: Definitely doable
Mission deadline: end of Sept 2007.
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