So here we are. The day has finally come. We have landed in Edinburgh at the Fringe Festival... And I have already cracked open the biscuits. Excellent.
I had to work a 7am-3pm shift yesterday morning (ugh) and then drive straight here to check in at the campsite. And for fellow fatties, I feel it is my duty to let you know that we went to this amazing little pub on the campsite called the Stable Bar that does epic food, and I had chicken and ham pie - officially Edinburgh's ambrosia.
Anyway, we checked in, set up the campervan, and Ugly Ginger, Mr. Pricklepants and I went off to see Shappi Khorshandi at the Pleasance Courtyard. And we were 15 minutes late. We missed the bus, had to leg it across Edinburgh in the PISSING rain (as I misjudged the stops and got off three to early out of fear) and had to get hurried in through the backdoor. You might think this was exciting. It was not. Anyway she was good, blah blah funny blah.
Then we visited C Venues, the building where we are performing. Officially terrified, by the way. It's just show after show. And everyone is walking about with scary faces, plugging their shows and generally being pushy. We're going to have to do this, and this is why I am glad I'm working with the ultimate force that is Ugly Ginger - pushy, ruthless and determined, she will drag the audience in by their hair. Excellent.
I shall make sure to keep you all updated with Fringe related things, food I've had and other tales.
I shall end on one thing.
Lloyd - "I want to be taken to a haggissery."
(we can get haggis, neeps and tatties for a fiver beside our venue.)
Please support us at the Fringe! I promise I will provide cups of tea and cake for well-wishers.
Toodles xx
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