When I was about 8 I was the queen of hula hooping. It's true. I could out-hula hoop anyone in the playground... two at a time, on my hand above my head, around my neck, my arm, my finger... So when we got tasked to find a skill that your clown could possibly do... I thought I'd try rekindle my hula hooping champion skills. They must still be there... right? So this weekend I managed to steal an hour to find a toy store and brought a hula hoop. Yay. Childhood memories. It must be like riding a bicycle. Five minutes and i'll be running competitions in the courtyard. Not. Hula hooping is impossible. Oh my word. Firstly an adult cannot hula hoop with a kids hoop... and it just about killed me to keep it up for 5 seconds. And i'm stiff!!! Amazing. Blind. But to get to the toy store to buy the hoop I passed the Duomo. And it is still a very big very beautiful building! x
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| Barbara who can spin for ages... I mean ages... and not fall over! That's a skill. This is her clown Andromeda Andromeda. |
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