IT has been said that going on Strictly is risky for relationships, what with all the physical intimacy of the dancing and whatnot leading to one thing or another.
This, I suspect, is overstated. I for one was too terrified to feel any emotion other than, well, sheer terror. Intimacy? I gripped my partner Jowita Przystal like a drowning man might cling to driftwood.
The poor woman may be marked for life, with my fingerprints. It all started two weeks before the Christmas Special, when I got the call inviting me to take part.
I’ve got nothing against dancing, I just can’t do it. If I attempt to dance, at a party or something, I quickly become overwhelmed with shame.
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