My Cousin is a Clown

Actually, my mam's cousin is a clown. Or my mam's second cousin or something.

Anyway, he's a proper clown. Not a scary one though (What do you mean?? All clowns are scary!!). He is retired and is a part-time clown to raise money for the town Children's Hospital and to cheer up the kids. He gave me his business card and it has his picture on the back in full clown get-up.

While I was home a few weeks ago, he and his wife were visiting my uncle. I was there before I flew back so we went to Stonehenge.

I went to Stonehenge with a clown.

There's not really a point to this post other than that, because other than me and mine, who can legitimately say "I've been to Stonehenge with a clown."?

Of course the other people there didn't realise that they too were in the presence of a clown because he was disguised as a people...but then...what if the other peoples were in disguise too? What if Stonehenge was chock-a-block full of clowns and pirates and witches that day?... maybe the world is a bit more magical than we can really see...