The headgear wasn't quite right, though, so he changed quickly into his brother's "vintage" hat.
I assured him he was very vintage.
He began his dance.
You have to admit, he has flair.
Some of the moves were more subtle.
Take no notice of the couch chaos behind him. Part of the dance involved leaping over the back of the couch and strewing cushions everywhere before landing on the beanbag chair. This was an important element, though my pictures of it ended up nothing but a red, white and brown blur. I'm sorry you missed it. I could bring him out to demonstrate how that part works; I'm sure he'd love a bigger living room to develop the dance further. Any takers?