The Circus Room

[Guest]

Enter Ms B in pink tights and fairy costume, balancing lightly on the back of the first of four cantering liberty horses and smiling at the crowd, who applaud wildly. How they gasp as she somersaults backwards and lands on the rump of the second horse as the band clashes cymbals, then to the third, then a double somersault to the fourth, where she opens her arms to the crowd again as they clap and shout for more.

(Not even convincing myself here but my inner child will thank me for it and none of you knows me anyway.)

[mockney piers]

Roll up roll up, never never errr foal up, if you do you'll catch the flu and that will be a drain on the NHS innit.

Schwap, flwap.

Hooooooow is everyone, Spike can't hear you........

[Michael Palaeologus]

Sinks down into seat to hide from the bad man.

[Peckhamgatecrasher]

Suspect the spangly Mr Spike might be demonstrating the first live prairie oyster cure on a hire wire today.

[Guest]

Lucky there's plenty of sawdust.

[HonaloochieB]

The Flying Honaloochies group together, hands held.

Then HonaloochieB+ takes his place on the see-saw. HonaloochieB squares his manly shoulders, and Honaloochieb and Honaloochiebeta assist HonaloochieBeJaysus to a standing position atop the aforementioned manly shoulders.

He braces himself and takes a leap toward the raised end of the see-saw.

With immaculate timing HonaloochieB+ steps off the see-saw just before HonaloochieBeJaysus arrives at the other end.

The crack of breaking bone is audible around the arena. HonaloochieB+ is doubled up with mirth. HonaloochieBeJasus is is screaming with pain.

Clowns come on with a stretcher to take a way the injured acrobat. He leaves the ring bellowing threats and empracations at his nephew.

At one of the ring side seats a little girl is heard to ask "Mummy, what's a c*nt's trick?"

(More to follow)