Home, but not Alone

Leo (son) is peeved. Peeved because he has to attend school rather than touring with us. ‘How can you abandon your kids if both you guys and their mothers are on the road?‘ asks a correspondent, reasonably.

Well, Leo is staying with his friend and weights mate Chris’s family and having a whale of a time lording it as ‘boss’ of our training cabin (which he isn’t, because Dave’s brother Pete is still there, but never mind). Jaymee meanwhile is likewise with the super family of one of her best friends.

So Leo sulks in school whilst I worry that he’s getting too keen on weights and that if he packs too much muscle on at this young age, he’s going to lose the flexibility that attends most acrobatic elements. I know it because I have lost a lot of shoulder flexibility (for example) and would not do well these days in attaining the positions needed in international acrobatic gymnastics competitions. However, we attain different ‘positions’ to entertain audiences, which is another matter altogether.

Leo’s double peeved, because although Chris is going to come to the UK with us, US school dates demand that we leave Wales before the fascinating ‘world bog snorkelling championships’ which are held in a nearby town called Llanwrtyd Wells in mid August. They both want to try bog snorkelling (sigh) so I guess Dave and I are going to have to find a bog with a suitable trench through the peat and throw them in. Swimming strokes not allowed, just submerge and crawl…

And the subject of home, Dave and really are not enjoying being on the road any more and wish we were home too. Maybe we could trade school desks with Leo and Jaymee and shunt them off on the rest of this tour instead. Still – half over, then, as soon as school’s out, we’re headed across the pond to Wales.

All of which raises the issue for al of the Circus about our performing future. Maybe there’s a life outside of acrobatics and lying on beds of broken glass. Perhaps, in my case, it could be writing…

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But, whatever, we shall carry on keeping ourselves fit in the gym and coaching assorted forms of gymnastics until we drop. Let’s celebrate that with the usual picture gallery:













About tonycavanagh

Born Northampton UK; school Oxford UK and Oak Ridge Tennessee, where I met my wonderful partner Dave, also from UK. Oak Ridge is our main training base for acrobatics and circus stuff, but we also established a base in Wales (UK) to serve us when we are working in Europe. Our 'story', of finding gay love, learning the acrobatics trade and then of how we got shot at during our show (and worse was to follow - just to prove that the risks of being an acrobat are not always the most obvious ones!) are now available in my three books 'Loving the Boy', 'The Power of Love' and 'Against All Odds'. Links available on most blog posts. Actually, waiting for the imminent arrival of the first printed copies was far scarier than anything we do in performance. A fourth book - not about us but exploring the sadness of a gay Native American boy denied his true identity - is currently with an agent for evaluation. watch for 'Let The Future Find Me' in due time. And now to book five... another boy, another quest... seems its always boys...
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