Who regrets giving up some of the private lessons your parents sent you to when you were a kid?
I do. Used to go to Mrs. Bridge's piano lessons on Avenue Parade, you went to her first and then passed on to Mr Bridge as you progressed. Wouldn't get my head down to practice when I got home. Have regrets now.
Went to Miss Harker's dancing school on Church Street 'cause me Mum got tired of me dancing on the bit of linoleum all night to Palm Court. Got fed up with the cold premises and the discipline .. liked to do me own freestyle (still do when a few bacardi/cokes down me !). Have regrets now.
Then it was singing lessons with Mr. Allen at Rawtenstall, but found the journey on two buses too tiresome. Have regrets now.
Later in life, did go to Jean Willis to get my LAMDA gold medal. Still gave up after this. Have regrets now.
Then went to Brian on Queen's Road again for singing lessons, needed 'em. Watch videos now and realised how he improved me. Can't sing a note now 'cause of the fags. Have regrets now.
See .. could have been a big West End star by now.
Any young people reading this .. keep at it .. and then, hopefully, you won't have any regrets.
