Saturday afternoon we took the kids to the circus that visited our village (only two performances over the weekend).
I had in my mind it would be a big affair, but it was in fact a very little circus.
We arrived a little early as we weren't sure what to expect. This guy met us at the entrance:
He was snacking, slobbering and enjoying the view of our village.
Oh look, camel toe.
Someone brought her favourite new handbag:
The whole Big Top seated maybe 200 people. We paid a little extra so we could sit ringside.
This fella was the opening act. His tricks were quite tame but being right next to such a small ring with a galloping horse, it got the heart a-thumping.
This little guy came on next, hamming it up for the audience, showing he was just as good as the big horses.
All the acts were aimed at the younger kids (ours loved it).
Being so small, staff were at a minimum.
The two jugglers were also the two cowboys/lasso artists.
Then one of them jumped up on the trapeze:
After which he put on his coat and went to take over the snack station!
I loved that they weren't at all fazed about being a small operation, in fact they played up to it.
I've never seen a kitten used as a circus act. But look at that fella go - he's just a blur!
Cranky goat was cranky:
All those sitting ringside were then asked to move their chairs back half a metre. The big guns were coming out.
The jumping llama was first up.
Then the big guy himself. He set a cracking pace around the ring, right up close to the barrier.
I firmly believe there are some things in this world that should not be seen running. Naked men, for instance. And camels.
There was not a part of him that wasn't wobbling. The humps wobbled, the neck rolls wobbled, the lips flapped.
After his trainer gave him a reward he started frothing at the mouth again. Then he was back running around the ring, spittle flying off in all directions.
I guess you can imagine how he smelled. This was intensified when he took a leak half way through his second run. Very camelly.
But he was a clever boy.
Next up was the clown, who was charming and had all the kids in tears.
Our 6 year old was laughing so hard I was worried he'd follow in the camel's footsteps (he managed to hold on).
The clown was the closing act, I don't think anyone could have followed him.
The circus was a fun two hours which the kids in particular really enjoyed.
I don't know if I can say the same for the camel.
Have a fab weekend, everyone!