We’re all back in Oak Ridge. Tour over. Leo and Jaymee reunited with their mums and dads after two weeks living with their best friends so that they could attend the end of the school session. For eleven-yer-olds, they cope very well with such a separation, possibly on account of their strange lifestyle whereby they live with the two mums most of the time an with Dave and I quite a bit, whilst shuttling between two houses on a daily basis for all sorts of reasons – not least to use the training cabin here!
But in a couple of days, its all change again. Dave and I off to Wales, the kids with us and also Leo’s best friend Chris, eagerly awaiting his first ever separation from his family. But the mums stay at home. Karen, particularly, has trucking work lined up again.
We were worried that Jaymee might feel out of it with Leo having his friend there. But my old friend Colin and family are ‘lending us’ their two kids, and so is another friend Roger – total, three girsl and one boy, so kind of re-dressing the balance a bit! Both Colin and Roger are my old school friends, and they’ll be staying with us awhile with their wives anyway at Cefn Derwen, our place in the middle of Wales, before leaving their kids behind for a bit. It’s gonna be hectic, but fun!
Into the three remaining days, Dave and I are going to pack a lot of coaching at the gym centre, after which the others who came on our tour will take over to fill our slots until we return in August. Thank goodness the Romanian management is flexible – but then, Pete and Ivo are in charge there now for the artistic gymnastics coaching, and so long as they deliver good programmes and the gymnasts make progress, the Romanians are happy!
Dave and I also intend to pack in some weights and some wrestling at Chad’s private gym:
There’s little doubt that the wrestling will get naked and oily… OK, that’s what we all seem to like! And apparently there’s a fixture list waiting – all the guys who say they’ve been missing us in the gym…
…and so, then, it will be to Wales (UK). Six weeks in our own house, and its associated barn in which we’ve installed – yeah, you guessed it – a gym. So, even if it rains a lot (and it will – they don’t call rain ‘Welsh sunshine’ for nothing) we shall keep everyone busy. And it will be good see the local lads who use it (and happily pay us for the privilege!) as well as getting on with some of the 1001 jobs which await an absentee property owner after a long time away.
The biggest joy, however, will be nearly six weeks spent with Jaymee and Leo. Family time. Something which eludes so many gay guys and which they come to regret. As for how we came to be so happily furnished with our brilliant kids, well, see below!