At one point, EB turned up bearing my juggling clubs, saying one of his friends wanted to see me juggle.
Could I juggle some balls for him, perhaps?
No. Clubs. Please.
It's been a *long* time since I last tried juggling clubs. No pressure then. Completely failed. Managed to recover some cool points by doing a fair 3-ball routine afterwards, but the moment had passed.
Now, of course, I need to devote serious time to re-learning the skill. You know, for the next time I get asked.
I was helping pack up stuff in the garden later on and I was doing the 'balance an upturned broom on your finger' thing and one of EB's mates asked if I was 'some kind of circus man'