04/08/08
I move accommodation today. Not because my room is full of damp and my electrical items seem at risk of being rained on and either at best stopping working or at worst killing me (no, that's my venue), but because it was always my grand plan of Saving Money at Edinburgh. So I'm moving into a spare room somewhere so far south of city centre that I think it's in Berwick-upon-Tweed. But I can only stay there for a fortnight, so I'll be somewhere else (the spare room of an Edinburgh resident) for the last week, and I've been somewhere else this week (a small prison cell off South Bridge).
I shall miss my small prison cell. Yes, it was small, and prison-celly, but it was also darned central, being just a literal (if you've got a good arm) stone's throw from the Pleasance Courtyard. But needs must, and when some sandwich shops are brazenly displaying price boards with £3 crossed out and £5.50 written in instead just for the month of August, you've got to make the savings when you can.
Which is why I applaud Edward Aczel's show, that I saw yesterday, for giving out prizes only to ask for them back again (I think he got them all back too). That's the way to make a saving.


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