THERE is no fool like an old fool.

A few days ago I accepted an invitation to a rock and roll evening at a local hotel and, despite my advanced years, I took to the dance floor.

After a few minutes of over exuberant, terpsichorean cavorting, which saw me gyrating around in the manner of an apoplectic chimpanzee, I pulled a calf muscle and, in considerable pain, was forced to retire hurt.

No more jitterbugging for me.

The next time I trip the light fantastic a slow waltz will be the limit.

GEOFFREY LINDLEY, Clayford Avenue, Ferndown