Salsa

Jack got home at tea-time and after feeding and watering him, I told him I was taking him out for a drink. So we headed out and I didn't tell him I was taking him to my dance class. He visibly paled as we arrived at the place and then pleaded, 'Mum, you know I can't dance!'
But mums know better and I wouldn't let him just watch. He ended up really enjoying it :-).
And the moral of the story is : Don't take a bass player to a salsa class because three minutes in, they're better than you are.