This letter was sent to the Lions Bay School Principal's office in West Geelong after the school had sponsored a luncheon for seniors. An elderly lady received a new radio at the lunch as a door

Dear Lions Bay School,

God bless you for the lovely transistor radio I won at your recent senior luncheon. I'm 84 years old and live alone. All of my family is gone, and it's been a quiet house for many years now.

Last week, I was taking my tea when I turned on my new radio. Imagine my surprise when the sweet voice of a young man came through the speakers saying, "You’re listening to DJ Frankie on the Morning Spin — now get up and dance like nobody’s watching!"

So I did.

There I was in my tiny living room, wearing my slippers and housecoat, dancing with a broom like it was Fred Astaire. I hadn't moved like that since the war ended. My cat, Mr. Whiskers, stared at me like I'd lost my mind, but I swear he was tapping his paw to the beat.

Later, the DJ played ABBA's "Dancing Queen" and I accidentally knocked over the teacups, a plant, and nearly myself — but it was the most fun I've had in decades.

Then, a miracle.

My neighbor, George — you know, the one with the nose hair problem — came by to complain about the “racket.” But when he saw me mid-twirl holding my broom and laughing like a schoolgirl, he just froze.

Long story short: George and I have been dancing every morning since. He brings the donuts, I supply the radio and the salsa moves (learned from YouTube — don’t ask). We even plan to start a Seniors' Dance Club — we’re calling it “Rhythm and Hips.”

So thank you, dear students and staff, for reminding an old lady that there’s still music to dance to, even when your knees sound like bubble wrap.

Yours rhythmically,
Margaret H.
(President of the future "Senior Shakers of West Geelong")