Very sad to read Irene and Man Yung's post about the death of Martha Anton earlier today. Canyengue classes with her and Manolo were always one of the highlights of my visits to Buenos Aires, and it was a privilege during a class when Martha would say, right, dance with me! One of the friendliest people I've met. Amazingly she'd always recognise me from visit to visit. All those wonderful people leaving us, one by one. & I've always been looking forward to turning up at their classes again, and her looking at me: you again! How much do you remember?