28/08/07
Weds 22nd Aug -
Categories: Just had a fab two days. Woke up feeling rough on Thurs, but to be honest that’s how I’m always feeling even when I get a lot of sleep.
Didn’t have time to flyer or have breakfast because I needed to meet up with the Big Night Out boys and go quad biking. It’s the annual Edinburgh Big Night Thing. And do you know what? It’s brilliant to hang around with people that have just turned up to have a bit of fun in Edinburgh for a few days. We were constantly cracking jokes and taking the piss on the way to Quad Biking which was quite a way out so it was brilliant to catch a bit of countryside.
The weather was brilliant and the bikes were fairly easy to use. You had to really lean over when you took a corner which was really scary at first. Of course, 7 guys on Quad Bikes and no one was going to admit that. Although Coppin was riding around like he was Ghost Rider.
Lucero arrived with velvet trousers, which probably isn’t the best thing. He got the nick name of Driving Miss Daisy. Although the award for biggest fuck up went to me for crashing into a tree, going straight into a bush of thorns rather than take a corner AND getting half the team lost. Muchos piss taking and laughing was had by all. At the end the instructor handed me the bottle of champagne. Good honest macho fun. Jeremy pointed out that when you’re on a Quad bike you can’t think ablut your Edinburgh show. And that’s just what the Doctor ordered.
We then went and had a pub lunch and I’d drank 4 pints of Stella then ran home to get my stuff for my show. I got chatting to Manera and arrived quite late and bit drunk. I suppose it had to happen once. I sat down to tune my guitar and 4 people walked out. I was left with 12 people including Lindsay and I have to say what a wonderful crowd. I was confident with the show to just do it and not mind when they didn’t laugh too loud in places. Then just towards the end I pulled a few bit out from my club set then ended with my final piece. The collection was good so I could tell they enjoyed it.
Went home and slept for a bit then made my way to Lindsay’s. I have to say it was one of the most enjoyable nights there. The audience was well up for it, I spent my opening MCing bit winding the crowd up and they kept interrupting, including Pam Ford. I deserved it because I said my hair was looking a bit shit and she shouted out, “Oi!” I explained to the crowd that she cut my hair. Typical, I’m just getting to the end of the festival and I’m getting in my stride.
It was an awesome night, wonderfully finished with Manera reconstructing the Spanish Civil War with the audience, a straw and an egg whisk. It was pure pandemonium.
We got a cab to th Pleasance Dome where we caught the Gonzo Dog Do Bar Band. Hooray! My favourites were back for one night only. They were brilliant. They’d got some extra people and were really tight. I got to go on at the start and play the keys. I say with Mark Banana at the front and Kiki was there, who is always in Edinburgh, always goes to the Gonzos, was in an episode of The Office where she snogs Gareth in the night-club and she’s damn sexy to boot. So we got up and shook our funky stuff. Had a boogie with Diggins when Jollity Farm came up. I stayed around and had a chat with some of the guys then eventually tried to leave, but I bumped into John Mawer and Kirsty. So we had a drink in Brooks bar, where I ended up chatting with the band and loads of people that know me, but I had no idea who they were. This has been happening a lot in this festival. Either I’m a lot more famous than I realise or I’m self-obsessed. He says writing a public diary. You choose.
Finally got home at 5am.
PBH was at the Bonzos. It was nice to see him and I must admit, I miss him. He did walking like and Egyptian and did the letter from the mother in sport.
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