I saw an article about clog dancing in The Yorkshire Dalesman today. I remember dad talking about it as something that happened in his childhood, and I wondered what it was like.
I realised that YouTube would likely be a place I could see what it’s like. I wasn’t wrong!
While my late dad would enjoy this clip immensely, I can see why clog dancing didn’t survive into the swinging 60s, when we left England…
If you can last to the end of the clip, a thousand days off purgatory!