Fairy Tale Endings…

I am such a sucker for a fairy tale.  Who in their right mind doesn’t like a happy ending? This is probably the reason I have spent the entire 24-hour trek back from London watching rom-com after Disney after Nicholas Sparks movie. I keep a weathered eye out for fairy tale moments in real life as well, even though they can be few and far between, and I was lucky enough that our trip to London ended in such a way.

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Sophie, Adeline and I had spent the day running around London trying to fit in everything that had been postponed due to bad weather, sore feet and time restrictions. We spent a ridiculous amount of time in Hamley’s toy store, where we narrowly avoided Sophie buying so much merchandise that she might as well have bought shares in the company, searched for snow globes at Piccadilly Circus and ate the most hideous meal at what looked from the outside to be a quintessential English pub but was probably a front for a rat poisoning business.

After lunch, we rushed home to get ready for the finals of the Genee International Ballet Competition. The whole reason I was in London was to escort three of my students to the competition, and out of 78 competitors, 12 finalists had been selected to dance at Sadler’s Wells Theatre, two of which were ours.

Over the course of the week I had spent a decent amount of time on Oxford Street and bought the most perfect ballerina skirt from Ted Baker. Soft mint green, full and with just a hint of sparkle, I couldn’t think of anything more appropriate to wear to the finals of a ballet competition.

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Top, Sister Jane, Skirt, Ted Baker, Shoes, Miss KG by Kurt Geiger, Bag, Ted Baker, Rings, Ted Baker, Earrings, Ted Baker

On the way over to the theatre we impulsively asked the cab driver to stop at Little Venice. Tucked next to Paddington is a little canal lined with vintage-looking houseboats and straddled by picture perfect bridges. Beside it sits pretty Rembrandt Park, and we stopped for a last London photo opportunity. I’m so glad we did. As we wandered around yet another little piece of paradise in London, the sun started setting and bathed the whole park in soft yellow light. I felt like I was looking at the landscape version of Da Vinci’s ” ” in it’s golden and immeasurable beauty.

The whole trip ended perfectly when both of our girls danced so beautifully in the finals, and the cherry on top of the cake was Bambi being awarded the bronze medal. I was so proud of them both, and regardless of results, when I walked out of that theatre, I felt as though someone had given this experience a fairy tale ending.

Heidi xx

2 Comments

  1. Karen

    Congratulations to you Heidi and to Adeline, your little protege student teacher. Heidi, you have worked so hard over a number of years now to develop and grow and support the students to bring out the very best in them. You’ve had the support of an excellent tutor in Ms Bowen, but your unending availability and support to your students has contributed to their results.
    You don’t blog or speak of the hours you put in planning and working for the results where the kudos goes to others but I’m well aware of what you and one of your travel buddies did in London unheralded and undocumented that helped to deliver the results achieved.

    So well done to you Heidi, you make a difference to your students and I doubt you are ever acknowledged for it.

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  2. natcrys

    Congratulations! 🙂

    Very sweet photos! Love that magical skirt and those cute heels! 🙂

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