Cirque du Soleil

... or I suppose des nuages, given that it was a bit overcast today.

Spent a lovely afternoon having what felt like buckets of coffee with her Ladyship's firstborn and very nice it was too. We discussed cycling, wrinkles, swags and tails (not of the curtain variety), dampness, feet and parents. No stone was left unturned.

The Meadows plays host to many things and people, but I hadn't seen this before. The fact that these chaps were able to walk the tightrope was impressive enough, before I noticed that they'd had a few tins too.

I'd pay good money to find out what their dog was thinking.


(Best viewed in big to get the full impact of his puzzled expression)