A Plague of Frogs

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Well, some weird stuff gets into this blog from time to time, but we can’t go on about fitness and acrobats all the time, now can we?

Dave and I own this cottage in Wales (UK) which we have (slightly ironically I suppose) called Cefn Derwen, which conveniently translates from the Welsh language as Oak Ridge, where we are right now. My family has known it for years as a holiday place, but we actually got to own it in the end.

While we continue to enjoy relatively warm rain, and the tornados stay well to the east, our homeland appears to be disappearing under water. Floods, torrential rain and gales… you name it, UK has it right now.

Dave’s dad and mum (reconciled, see books) have spent the Christmas period there. It cannot flood – on a slope at around 1000 feet above sea level. It has its own water supply, from the mountain. But their problem right now is that half of it doesn’t work.

Frogs have been blocking up valves and ballcocks on a regular basis and, when they peered into the large concrete tank up the hill behind the house in which the water is stored, it is teeming with amphibians. Apparently it is a bumper crop year for frogs – neighbours in the district with similar supplies have the same problem. My parents’ great friend Tony (another one) who lives nearby is currently dealing with exactly that himself, and proffering advice. Currently, the tank is being drained sufficiently so that they can climb down inside it with a fishing net…

Frogs to be relocated. Well away from the tanks!

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So – they do have their uses. When the Black Death arrives, anyway.

As for the books I mentioned – just click on the covers below for a link to the publisher. If you are gay friendly and enjoy watching circus acrobats doing their thing, these could be the very books you are looking for, and you’ll make me a few pennies at the same time.

And then we’ll look at some fit young men, as always! Promise.

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OK. Mibbit-mibbit. (I think that’s ‘frog’ for ‘prepare to enjoy’!)

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Oh, come on. Cheer up. With a body like that…

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He’s smiling and the temperature is about -20! Two more in the snow:

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Not much chance of snow here – nor in Wales, as I understand it. Probably a bigger chance of the Black Death right now…

Tell you what – let’s do some rowing exercise together…

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Some sit-ups?

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That went well. We could just have a cuddle now?

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Then maybe combine some acrobatics with a cuddle (??)…

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That’s a strange pose, even by our standards! But then…

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Oh.

OK, back to ‘normal’ (?)

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(Leonardo di Caprio look-alike?)

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Ooops – another ‘broody’ one. Let’s finish off today on a ‘high’…

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‘High, Tom!’

 

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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