It’s now official: the government lab here (which employs 4,500 people) is going to suffer a huge budget cut from USDoE in 2014 (but they don’t know how big!) – so they are encouraging more than 10% of the workforce to take a non-too-generous redundancy package!
That’s Dave’s dad definitely leaving then: he was planning to quit at Christmas anyway, with all the attendant uncertainty for the rest of us if he decides to sell the house. He and Pete (Dave’s bro) are coming to UK at Christmas too now, as well as the six of us (our ‘family’ of two kids, their mums and Dave and I). He plans to meet up again with his ex-wife (Dave’s mum, of course…) – the possibilities are getting wider, and our ‘security’ in Oak Ridge is definitely under threat.
Our friends (performing/training colleagues) are very clear: Dave and I must stay in TN! Dave and I are less sure – huge strings attach us to Oak Ridge – not least the kids – but our real home is UK and we’ve been away for more than 12 years. And my parents too are not getting any younger (and I’m an only child and have responsibilities). Maybe we just will have to find the money somehow to ‘commute’ back and forth, as we have the right of residency in UK and in US, as do the kids. Not their mum’s though… arrrgh!
How did we get into this odd position, a boy from Northampton and one from Barrow in Furness? These will reveal all (too much, some might say, about our gay life style), our performing careers as acrobats, and some adventure:
Whilst we ponder our future, some pictures for the devotees who come here only for a glimpse of more great young male bodies being crafted and deployed:
An oily boy now – in a staged setting – and not really sure that the oil improves his ‘cuts’ particularly:
A ’60’s’ hairstyle too – or are we just getting too old?… A boy in a natural unstaged setting next:
And now, a spectacular result set in the gym which produced it…
Anyone up for a fight?
Talking of fights, I have a tale to tell. A bit raunchy, but fun. Watch this space. Meanwhile… the opposite!
There, I commend the love the guys show, but NOT the lack of gym training in the left-hand guy. At the very least he needs a good feed. Then, one day, who knows…
At least there is SOME good news. The UK storm seems to have left our place in Wales unscathed – in fact the eye of the storm passed right over it so the huge 99mph winds were 100 miles further south. Apparently, they named the storm St. Jude, who is the patron saint of depression or something – maybe ‘lost causes’ according to one message – so to ‘celebrate’ that, here is a depressed looking lifter (albeit with nothing physical to be depressed about!):
So, as our brains whirl in circles, pondering our options for the future, here’s a different circle to ponder: can anyone spot the cable?