{clowns are scary}
Imagine that you live in a tiny place on top of a mountain with only 250 other people (OK, in the summer the population goes up to almost 1000, but still). And to get anywhere, to do anything, you have to navigate down that topsy turvy mountain, on teeny, loopy, swervy roads with crazy kamikaze drivers. So one day, when you’re out for a walk (because that’s what we do here, we go for walks) you come across a sign that says the circus is coming to town.Â
You would get excited wouldn’t you? (Of course you would).Â
And I got excited (I’m not going to go into much detail but will tell you that many ‘circus is coming to town’ dances were made up, and performed).
The Husband kept telling me to relax, that it wasn’t a big deal, but how could I not get excited? The circus was coming to town. Big stuff in my little world.
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And then the trucks came (two to be exact)…
And the Big (little) Top was setup…
And the zoo part of the Zoo Circus was put out on the field where we play rugby with Fifty and Vicky…
Two horses
Two llamas
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And a goat.
That’s it. That’s all I got.
Oh, and three clowns.
Next time I’ll just watch Honey Jr and his amazing bees.
bisou
 
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