Was going to go in early but didn’t bother because it was raining fairly heavily. I microwaved a ready meal of mince and tatties which I got for 15p in the whoopsie section of Sainsburys. I got a text from Alex to say that the sound was knackered again. Jesus. It was too late for me to get to the venue before the other show started. Still I got there, grabbed a coffee and once the show ended they seemed to have sorted it out. Well Huggers was great fun again. Theatre Sportz rocked again. Paul B Edwards was seriously hilarious. He just didn’t stop for a second with a grand opening of Huggers with the kids on stage, loads of poems, daft jokes and banter galore. Finished with Huggers regular Steve N Allen, who was ace as always.
I actually did some fliering on the Royal mile before Down and Out. I can’t compete with Louisa and James. He’s more famous than me and she’s prettier than I am. Strangely enough I got three women in because they asked me to play my ukulele in the street so I gave them a quick run through of Tiptoe Through the Tulips. The show was very female heavy. In fact it was pretty full and there were only 4 men there. One was German. He didn’t get any of my jokes till I did the German porn bit. Lovely crowd all in all. Magdalen and Rachel were sat right at the front so had to be careful of some of the questions I asked as Magda would say yes to anything. The naughty minx. Saying that not only did they laugh at everything, they got everything too, so no complaints.
We had a beer in the bar downstairs and then I did a lovely Pick of the Fringe. Steve Day’ saw Jem Brookes and said, “Is Jem still doing comedy?” I said, “He never did comedy.”. Probably not the best thing to say before he went on as he had the giggles and called me a bastard.
Alex gave me a replacement CD player for the City Cafe and I made my way home. I got some wine and bin liners from the supermarket and got on the bus and went home. Fucking rock and roll me. I made meatballs and spaghetti for dinner and watched the news for the first time in ages. I’d been following the awful senseless riots on twitter and the guardian app, but some of the footage on the TV made me cry. I cried for what these lowlife cunts have done to my beautiful city. What they have done is unforgivable.