Everyone else who isn’t going the the Broadway Flea Market:
The last panel. I cannot stop laughing
That’s it. That’s exactly it.
Under the spotlights she was a star – but once the curtain came down for the final time, and away from the audience she adored, Britain’s most celebrated ballerina fell into a deep depression.
Darcey Bussell has now spoken for the first time about her battle with the illness which occurred after she retired.
The 43-year-old mother of two is shortly to make her comeback as a judge on BBC1 ballroom hit Strictly Come Dancing, replacing Alesha Dixon, and declared she was finally happy, saying: ‘At least I’m not being compared to everything I’ve done in the past.’
Miss Bussell retired from the Royal Ballet aged 38, receiving a standing ovation at the end of her final performance at the Royal Opera House.
But when she moved to Sydney with her husband Angus Forbes and daughters Phoebe, 11, and eight-year-old Zoe, the sudden break from the relentless pressure of performing left her feeling down.
Miss Bussell admitted: ‘I got depressed. I didn’t appreciate how low I got. My husband did. He said, ‘‘You know, Darcey, you’re better when you’re busy’’. I thought it was weakness to show you couldn’t cope.’
Writing about her low moments in her new photo-biography, the dancer said: ‘I pretended there were very few of them and just got on with it.’
She also told a newspaper: ‘I had been brought up not to make other people feel bad just because you do.’
Dance called her back as she presented a programme on an Australian arts channel.
She also embraced dance classes again, saying: ‘As soon as I was moving, I was happy.’
Now she is returning to prominence in Britain as president of the Royal Academy of Dance, which trains teachers and students.
My feelings are all over the place. I mean. Grandpapa Robert. Who gives hugs. Like. I don’t know how to feel about this. I REALLY JUST DON’T.
SO MANY FEELINGS. I’m overwhelmed right now.
In other news, this is one of my favorite Twitter happenings to date.
ITS AN ADD FOR FUCKINF FUNERAL SERVICES
‘Dame Keeley…? I can’t quite hear a copper calling me that.’