People began to suspect something was wrong when the clown failed to appear. Last year, for the first time in more than 20 years, Tweedy, the anarchic Scottish clown, who, with his pratfalls and pet clothing iron, Keef, provided the glue to every Giffords Circus performance, was not part of the cast. He’d not only left; he’d gone off to form a rival circus.
Tongues began to wag. There was talk of bad blood in the big tent. What was going on behind the scenes of England’s most beloved circus?
