I like: I dance everywhere: at home, in the kitchen, in the supermarket queue (thanks to earphones). My moves are a mix of hip‑hop, Latin, and “I’m just happy to be alive”. My technique might be shaky, but my energy is off the charts so even if I fall, I do it gracefully, as if I meant it. The main thing is that the neighbours don’t look out the window, or they’ll think I’m having a happiness seizure.