dance two Ceilidh dances ON HIS OWN at a lunch time dance. He started with me but we discovered too late in the dance that you have to swap partners. He managed not to go ridgid, cry, meltdown, disappear half way through. I was mad to even attempt it and he took a lot of convincing but was grinning from ear to ear at the end.
The band, incidentally, were called The Skinner Rats.