I'm back to being balanced again. When you talk to comics doing their shows up here, it's incredible how the language used to describe the experience is EXACTLY the same as that used by alcoholics and recovering junkies.
The festival is a test. It's crucial to get the right equilibrium of enjoying yourself and making sure that the shows don't suffer.
Having made some fairly major tweaks to my show, I'm now really really happy with it (obviously too late for some reviews but fuck it). Now, having had the first proper storming gigs I went out to let off some steam given the accumulated tensions of the first week of the Fringe.
Suffice to say the exact details and locations of the foray are not indelibly etched onto my brain, but it was a wonderful evening of proper Festival fun. Somehow on the way home, we managed to capture a ukelele player and an accordionist, drag them back to the flat and ply them with intoxicants. We all sat up and played and sang sea shanties into the early hours. Just lovely.
I was a panellist on Matt Forde's 'On Heat' the other day, which I recommend heartily. It's a ramshackle bag of stuff and nonsense, but genuinely funny.
In other festival tips, Cafe Rapido on Broughton Street take the crown for least edible pizza in Edinburgh. Unfathomably rubbery.

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