I was a relative late-comer to the virtues of Strictly Come Dancing (aka Dancing with the Stars), but for the past four years or so I have been held in rapture by the glamour, the sequins, the passion and the romance of the dance...
I tried to capture some of this in this piece (for Sunday Sketches) where the background was just crying out Argentine Tango... (my personal favourite dance. It's not Harry... obviously.... If I'd had to stare for a prolonged period and try to draw that six pack and guns I may have got myself all of a fluster...
I have some tango music somewhere. I may have to dig it out and gancho around the kitchen while cooking lunch.
Well done Harry - you are the nation's sweetheart... just adorable!