I got home tonight coated in sweat, tears, rain and someone’s spilled Coca-Cola, also mildly dehydrated and pretty satisfied overall.
On Saturday I did Audience Warmup for Susan Calman’s Fringe Benefits Show for the BBC. The show was solid but hard work. I did a bunch of other spots that were fun as well.
Sunday looked like this:

Which was extremely busy and lovely working different skills with different colleagues. In the gap in my schedule I went to see Jonny and the Baptists, which I anticipated being a quite fun pump up show before heading off to Mythos, given their high-energy silly/political musical comedy.
It was all of those things but also had some heartbreakingly sweet sad songs that just got me right in the fragile Fringe this-time-of-year- thinking-about-my-mum and I wept uncontrollably in the dark until the end of the show and then dashed off to do MYTHOS with my first reviewer in.
The show went well, and I was happy with the audience, and I think they were happy with me, and then as I packed up while they were leaving, thinking “well, the reviewer might not like my style of comedy, but they can’t in honesty say that wasn’t a good show”. And then I realised I’d forgotten a really important line right at the end that ties up two major threads of the show, and felt like an idiot through the rest of the evening.
A rollercoaster of a day. Also I got rained on, but that’s Edinburgh.
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