In 48 hours, my run at the Edinburgh Fringe 2013 will be at an end. Not that I’m counting down the hours or anything.
Well, I quite obviously am. In 48 hours, I am going to be extremely relieved that perhaps my toughest Fringe so far is at an end. But until that time, I have work to do.
We managed to get another decent crowd in for yesterday’s show, with 12 actual people and no Deech in sight. They were friendly and happy to be engaged with. There were three rather tipsy women swaying about a bit in the middle of the room and one of them did become distracted with astonishment at remembering she had hands.
The bucket collection was also good, with about £20. It might have been our largest collection so far, but I cannot confirm this as I have not been keeping track.
Last night, I went to watch two shows by Brendon Burns. The first one was his hour-long show, which I highly recommend but can’t go into detail about as I am bound by confidentiality. This has nothing to do with me feeling lazy and not wanting to write more.
The second show was about an hour and a half later. It was Brendon providing commentary on bad wrestling matches with the pro-wrestler Colt Cabana. Professional wrestling will always have a place in my heart and it was the most I have laughed at any show this year, and possibly. Some of the clips were utterly ridiculous. It is a different show every night and I might be going along tonight as well.