This is it, the last day of the Fringe. The 25th, and final, performance of Shit Socialist.
I can’t say that this hit me particularly in the morning, as I still had my normal routine to go through. It’s hard to get emotional when you still have to face a good couple of hours of flyering. Continue reading
My alarm went off at 10.15am this morning. Looking at my phone for the first time, I saw that I had a missed call from Sally.
I rang her back and she said “are you up?” Continue reading
The sun is shining in Edinburgh, and it looks like it’s here to stay. Well, until the end of the festival in two days time, anyway.
Not that I’m a fool of course – I’m still carrying around waterproofs at all times. Edinburgh weather cannot be trusted. Stupid, stupid weather. Continue reading
Today was the last of my midweek shows. From tomorrow we move in to the territory of the final weekend.
It’s been a strange few days in one way, as I’ve had a lot less contact with people. For over two weeks I was sharing a house with the ComedySportz guys, and that meant constant company, including going to shows with people. Continue reading
It’s been a long day today. I got up at a decent time in the morning (you know, like a normal working man), so I could go and see a play called ‘Trying it on‘ at the Traverse theatre across town at 10am.
It’s by, and starring, playwright David Edgar. Here he looks at how he has changed since his radical student days in the 60s, through to today. He also looks at the generation of radicals around him, and how they have developed in that time. Continue reading
So far, the potential mid week slump has yet to materialise. The last two days, Monday and Tuesday, have given me full rooms.
The energy levels have not been the best in comparison with past shows, but they have been pleasant enough to perform. Continue reading
As yesterday had been so busy at the Fringe, I knew that I didn’t have to worry too much today for audience numbers.
I awoke in the new digs after a decent lie in, and enjoyed a shower in my own personal bathroom. Very different to the rest of the Fringe when I was sharing one with up to 11 people at a time. Continue reading
I didn’t manage a diary yesterday because I was too busy packing to move out of my accommodation.
No, I’m not giving up on the Fringe just yet. I have been in a flat share with my chums from ComedySportz, the improv troupe I’m part of. Continue reading
I don’t ask much. I just occasionally want to have expectations I have set of myself to be met. I usually set them low, so that can’t be too much to ask, can it?
So I decided in advance that today would be hard work, with low audience numbers. That’s how yesterday worked out, so I expected the same today. Continue reading
I have had four days in a row of having full rooms, but today the numbers dropped down again.
Whilst the weather was decent enough, you could just feel that the numbers of people around in general were lower than the last few days. Continue reading