Whether or not…

“Simon: You local people certainly know weather!

Mrs. Drudge: Know whether whaaaat…?

Simon: No, weather…”

…from the hilarious Tom Stoppard play ‘The Real Inspector Hound’. Word play. I love it, and put some of it hidden deeply in one of the books…

Whether or not local weather predictions are to be believed, I’m not sure. But our place in Wales, if local forecasts are correct, is about to be hit by “the worst storm for 25 years”. This on top of the fact that the water collection tank is still unrepaired and leaking, the driveway is still un-tarmacked and, (a new problem) the newly refilled heating-oil tank appears to be leaking. Meanwhile, here in Oak Ridge, the temperature is set to climb back into the high 70s Fahrenheit later this week after we experienced a “record low” of 46F (8C) – which is pretty normal in Wales!

So we wonder if the house will still be intact, along with our barn gym, after Monday morning. Our local friends are, understandably, more concerned for their own property than ours at this point. And we are 4000 miles away. Another factor in planning our collective futures, perhaps. Whether or not to spend more time (at a considerable travel cost) in the UK in future, amongst the wethers (that’s castrated male lambs, just in case you were puzzled).

If we did return to UK, this would probably be our fate:

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‘Boys in the rain’, rather than ‘boys in the sun’…

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It could still be ‘boys in the gym’, because we have been steadily equipping our own barn, shared with the local lads who pay us a modest fee…

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…and there’s a shortage of qualified gymnastics coaches, so we could at least do that…

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…although, short of starting our own club, we’d have to travel a fair distance to do that. There are beaches within a reasonable distance…

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(could try for straighter legs..)

…wild water for swimming…

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…occasional opportunities for performance…

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…and some good friends to hang out with:

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Special OfferThe big question, of course, is whether we could bring ourselves after the first (nearly) 12 years to part from our kids for long periods. (The explanation of how two gay guys have two kids from two excellent lesbian mums – all performers – can be found in these chronicles shown left). Well, we shall see. One decision has been taken – all six of us will be in Wales for the Christmas period, provided the house is still standing after Monday. We’ll find out soon enough.

A few bonus pictures now to celebrate our passion for fitness (and well-built male bodies):

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Loving the Boy: ISBN 978-1-907732-30-0

The Power of Love: ISBN 978-1-907732-41-6

Against All Odds: ISBN 978-1-908645-35-7

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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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