Two Steps Forward, One Step Back…

Everyone seemed to be throwing off their flu (virus) and getting better – except me. Finally Dr Nate took a hand and ran some tests on me – and apparently I have something completely different – an “invasive chest infection” (bacteria), thus requiring antibiotics. ‘Trust Tone to go for the big one!’ say my friends, whilst doing their best to cheer me up. I’m still sweating through 12-hour sleeps, but the big crimson and yellow capsules (almost un-swallowable) full of cunning molecules are finally beginning to have some effect, and at last I am lying on the sofa with enough enthusiasm to plan my recovery workouts…

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…in an otherwise empty gym where no-one can watch my feeble efforts! And unlikely to be smiling like that guy… most likely still sweating (for the wrong reasons, though):

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Can’t wait either to get back to some physical stuff with my mates – at least, with this thing, I’m apparently not infectious…

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There is good news, too. Whilst everyone else was having fun doing shows at the weekend, I did manage to haul myself around the girls’ house and show it to three sets of prospective purchasers. One has now offered almost the asking price!!! If that comes off, then we’re a lot of steps down the road to keeping our present house because the girls (with our help) will buy it from Dave’s dad. Dave and I then have a pied a terre in USA whenever we want it, Pete and Ivo get to stay put, and everyone gets to keep our private training cabin at the top of the yard.

The ‘squeeze’ is that the kids (Leo and Jaymee) currently share a room when they stay here and, at almost 12, they need their own spaces now. So there would need to be a rethink – the girls would presumably take over Dave’s dad’s room… or maybe Dave and I could move to the smaller room as part-timers (but our fabulous and welcoming bed is huge…) – how much time in future we decide to spend in UK still remains to be seen.

Cover1 ThumbCover2 ThumbCover 3 ThumbI realise that all these names and relationships may need some unravelling, even for regular readers of this block. In short, the answers can be found in my pension fund – sorry, “eloquent works about gay love, sport (mainly acrobatics) and adventure”, also available as e-books for the modern generation (Amazon etc). Click on the covers for more information.

The next key step is that whole extended ‘family’ (two lesbian mums, two gay dads (us), two kids and Dave’s dad) are decamping to the UK on Friday. Dave’s dad will be house-hunting in Cumbria (returning to his roots); all of us (and my parents too) will spend Christmas in Wales at Cefn Derwen – even Dave’s mum will visit, but they can’t all be there at once otherwise the place will burst at the seams! That’s Dave’s and my place, where we look forward to crackling log fires so intense that the guys can sit shirtless, as we love to do, cracking nuts (or something) and soaking up the atmosphere. Leo, Jaymee and the others plan river swimming – I’m shuddering slightly at that at the moment, but the urge will return when I feel better!

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Obviously ‘just the thing’ for “invasive chest infections”… But it is the ‘tlc’ that will work the magic, as it always does…

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Sweet, huh! Here’s another – almost certainly from a porn series but “what the heck?” It’s Christmas…

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Anyway, I’m going to be on that plane on Friday even if they have to carry me up the steps. It’s actually warmer in Wales than here in TN at the moment: Dave and I have a future to plan involving our whole ‘family’, our bases on both sides of the Atlantic, future employment options both sides too… lots to discuss. I think that the whisky might help the thought process – that’s proper Scotch, by the way, and not the strange rye-based stuff they peddle here that tastes like diesel. Although, to be fair, a lot of things taste like diesel to me right now!

OK, enough rabbiting on. A few more pictures to add some cheer, and I’m done and back to the sofa for the rest of the day.

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‘Keep fighting it, Tone’, insist my friends…

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Indeed. I plan to be ‘back in the ring’ just as soon as possible.

One final thought – for those that admire the male body but really can’t be a*sed to put in the effort for themselves, we found the perfect Christmas present. Just don’t call us…

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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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