Pillowfighting and Other Weird (Easter) Stuff


That’s the Brandenburg Gate in Berlin and, no, it is not snowing. It’s FEATHERS.

On Sunday, after enjoying an excellent lunch prepared by Clare and helpers, Dave and I were sunning ourselves in the yard (Speedos) when we became aware of five grinning teen boys plus Jaymee sneaking out into the road carrying pillows, pursued by a slightly furious (if you can ever be slightly furious) Karen. Turns out that one of Leo and Jaymee’s classmates from school had found out on the internet that it was INTERNATIONAL PILLOWFIGHT DAY and had organised a mass pillowfight, inviting everyone around to theirs to make what must have been a catastrophic mess of their yard. Here’s what it looked like in Trafalgar Square in London…


…the UK weather was extremely kind over Easter, so the guy in trunks isn’t so out of place as it might appear: it’s the guys in anoraks that are out of place…

Anyway, Karen organised some slightly less valuable ‘pillowy’ items, and let them all go. And from The Netherlands a red-eyed (why?) pillowfighter and one wearing a highwayman’s mask (again, why?)…



With temperatures in the mid 20s C (high 70s F) our ‘Transatlantic Teenboys’ went to the party shirtless, of course, and had immense fun strutting their stuff in front of the girls. Lord only knows what Alex’s parents will think when they get to hear about it…

On the same day, I was absorbed in the UK’s BBC website and noticed the headline ‘HARDON COLLIDER RE-START’ – well, make of that what you will, but my physicist Dad would probably say it was a misprint for Hadron and referred to that thing in Geneva that some folks think is going to make us all disappear up our own black holes. Reading the headline again, as a gay guy in a happy relationship, thoughts of a different hole sprang to mind… another way, you might say, to celebrate Easter Day!

So, everyone having fun, including my aforementioned Dad (and Mum too) at our place in Wales, which appears to be enjoying clear blue skies and high temperatures as well. Very un-Wales like: spring has surely sprung up well this year. Guys surely out in force everywhere, enjoying the sun…


…maybe a workout…

street workout boys

…or maybe a cooling swim in the still rather cold river or lake…


…just keep a lookout for sharks (!) or maybe keep a watch on what is going on at the shore…


…and, as weirdness is perhaps our theme for this post, maritime gymnasts and their floating high bar?

gymnasts afloat ahoy

Even for the weights freaks, it has been outdoor weather on both sides of the pond:


Yep, consistent blue skies on both sides of the Atlantic, in April, are rare! Celebrating good weather can take various forms, depending on your inclination…


…OK, do your handstand naked, if you get the chance! (and this is an excellent shape, for once)…


…just showing off what you’ve got in the open air being one of them…


amazing abs



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

Well, our own level of ‘weirdness’ can be deduced from those three volumes, detailing our earlier exploits of finding gay love and practicing the acrobatic art, getting into mischief and later into deep trouble. Sadly, not a single pillowfight, but plenty of ‘hadrons’ (sorry, I mean ‘hard-ons’)…




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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