Go to the circus

I bought tickets for Kate and I for the Cirque De Soleil!

Yes it’s sad. “You never had a childhood,” you might claim. “Your parents didn’t actually love you,” you may quip. But you’re wrong, on two counts. It is a little sad. Which is why I’ve got this as one of my now 37things.

Some might be keen to see the clowns or elephants; me, I’m keen so see the trapeze acrobats. Those guys and girls are totally cool; providing they do something that is dangerous and they could loose their live over—but they nail it of course. And they need a taunting drum-roll to raise the suspense.