Withdrawal Symptoms

Cover1 ThumbI’m going to have to withdraw from our shows in a nearby shopping mall this weekend. Still choking and feeling awful: at the very least I don’t want to get ‘up close’ to my colleagues and spread the wretched thing.

Dave and I were reflecting on our health in bed last night, and it occurred to us that we seemed hardly ever to contract any kind of sickness ‘doing the rounds’ – we used to consider our immunity being down to our general level of fitness, I suppose. In fact, looking back over what I have written in the books, which covers three years of our younger lives in considerable detail, I can find no significant references to being ill. OK, it perhaps wasn’t important in the art of producing a readable and entertaining script but, even so, I’m sure nothing significant laid us so low as this thing has.

Cover2 ThumbCover 3 ThumbSo, I guess it is “old age” creeping up on us! Dave feels well enough to take on my role as one of the principal balancers, and Zach has kindly agreed to get time off from his work to stand in for Dave. Whilst I, the most infected, sit gloomily in the house turning feeling miserable into a profession! And sweating: when Dave touched my back in bed last night, he commented “you’re wet!”… I’m afraid that I’m certainly not good company right now. Guess it will improve eventually, ahead of departure for UK.

Still no news regarding house sales – now that everything for stabilising our future here depends upon the girls selling theirs (see previous posts) we’re eager for as many prospective buyers to view as possible – so one duty I shall have on Saturday whilst everyone else is having fun will be to let viewers into the girls’ house and show them round.

So, let’s look forward to getting back to normal, when sweating comes from workouts and not from viruses colonising our lungs:


So well done to our Russian friends for spreading the fitness ethic… even if they do encourage some slightly strange elements into their routines…



Some prefer to demonstrate their ‘toughness’ in other ways:


That’s our Spanish e-friend Alfredo at the bottom: yes it looks tough, especially to some audience members (girl in yellow shirt), but we do train it almost every day and it makes us feel good, anyway, in a way in which hanging from a constricted windpipe doesn’t (previous picture!). So beds of nails are definitely in the ‘shopping-mall- routines, along with acrobatics…

and yet another one for Dave

OK, I’ve relented on the cat ban! Because Dave has been nice to me whilst I’m feeling ill. And because I found a strange post on a web group of man imitating cat – or cat imitating man? Here’s another:

another one for Dave

OK, let’s get back to main thrust of the picture postings on this blog: fit young men:


good start


Definitely looking good there! And here:



Back to this, soon then, I hope (I make no comment about the title of this picture, which was not mine, and what it might suggest…):

In Case He Falls

I am, at least, allowing myself a short weights session when I finish this, in splendid isolation in the training cabin so I don’t spread the disease. At least I feel that I can do that and, if I collapse in a wheezing heap, no-one will be any the wiser…


At least any sweat will be for the right reasons and, who knows, I may be able to knock the germs on the head once and for all:


…so that I don’t have to feel guilty snugging up to my ‘other half’ any more!



OK, I’m done for now. Off to see if I can still lift a few kilos… at least I feel like trying.


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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