Do you ever get too old for the circus?
Gosh, I hope not... we spent a magical afternoon in the Cirque du Soleil big top yesterday.
To be that nimble!
I'm a devotee of the Documentary Channel and am in danger of becoming a couch potato after discovering 'Carny', the life of an American travelling show.
I left home a little too young thanks to an incurable case of itchy feet, but would I have ever returned if I'd known that 'running away to the circus' was a real life option?
Admittedly, the cast of Carny are all exceptionally odd and I haven't yet spotted the gaily painted gipsy caravan that I would have insisted upon...but hey ho, another daydream in the making.
In another life, I maybe that teeny tiny, impossibly bendy, ribbon twirling nymph that took our breath away on a cold Auckland afternoon...hopefully?