Boxing Day (Dec 26) in UK means sport – typically (illegal) fox hunting and football. For us, in the morning, a nostalgic trip to my old school gym with my old PE teacher Steven – all of our performing group plus Colin’s family and Roger’s too – their kids doing extremely well on the artistic gymnastic apparatus, Leo and Jaymee showing off their balances, and the whole lot of us receiving, as ever, sensible and valuable advice from Steven.
And then, in the afternoon, a re-enactment of something which happened almost ten years ago and is chronicled in all its gory detail (!) in The Power of Love! Natasha and Ellie (then girlfriends rather than wives of Colin and Roger, had challenged their boys to wrestle Dave and I naked whilst they watched. And then they joined in! So, with Leo and Jaymee parked with doting grandparents, and Colin’s and Roger’s children disposed of too, the rest of us repaired to Roger and Ellie’s semi-basement ‘fitness room’. Pete, and Karen and Clare came too and everyone had – shall we say – a hilarious and ‘fun’ couple of hours. Plenty of oil, and then each couple found their own corner to do what they needed to do. Pete was not left out: Dave and I made him – ahem – ‘the meat in our sandwich’.
Pictures were taken, but I’m not about to post them here!! Let’s represent the sweat and the oil with this suitably muscled guy:
And then, a cosy family evening at my mum’s house before we dispersed back to Colin’s or Roger’s for the night – they’ve been kindly helping with accommodation. Thursday morning, Dave’s dad heads back to Tennessee and his mum to Keswick in the English Lake District, where she teaches, and the rest of us head off to our base in Wales – Dave and my ‘investment’ for the future when we’re too knackered to earn money doing acrobatics!
Whilst there’ll be plenty of time for some ‘fun’…
…and some skinny dipping with local lad Neil and his friends
…the main task is keeping ourselves up to speed for a string of shows around South Wales and the West Country in the ‘training barn’ we’ve set up and which Neil so capably ‘manages’ for us with the aid of his Young Farmer mates…
So that’s our task for the next few days: oh, and coping with the immense rainfall which the western half of the UK seems to be subjected to right now. And I guess we are well prepared: we’ve done the training for that too…
…and we love going for a run bare chested in the rain (I think!):
This guy seems content to let his weight machines get wet too (weird!).
Well, I guess rain is better than getting snowed up!