If, for a moment, you might have thought that ballet dancers were people who simply plied and pirouetted their ways through life, Deborah Bull's year-in-the-life account will disspell that myth. While a major part of Deborah's life is clearly driven by her role as principle dancer in the Royal Ballet, the book gives a look into the rest as well; her fascination with politics and its effects on the arts and the Royal Opera House, her relationship with boyfriend and physiotherapist to the Rolling Stones, Torje, and the many other parts in her exhaustingly hectic lifestyle.
Dancing Away's diary approach compelled me, I find nothing better than feeling I'm inside someone's head. Deborah is clearly one of life's observers and her writing style, witty and astute.
If like me, you dream of dancing, but have arms that sag in second position and execute pirouettes as if you were a ball on a pinball table, I would really recommend this book. Its probably as close as your going to get to spending a year as a world class principle dancer without the need for any of the skill or dedication.