We wanted to join the circus, actually. Taking care of animals, hanging out with the clown and shine in the ring. Of course such wishes never come true (do you know anyone who works with the circus?) and the work isn’t probably that romantic either. Still, even though we have that ‘grown up’ job, we secretly get carried away by the scent of sawdust, worm ourselves into sparkling tights and turn our heads for chequered jackets. Will you dream along with us?