It’s a sunny day in Shepherds Bush.
I’m going to try and keep a daily account of the fringe this year. I’m not even sure why – but there might be some vague use for others producing a show.
It started with little sleep. To the Raven in Hammersmith last night to say goodbye by to the Pongy Professor, the Facsist French Cook and a few other people that are pub buddies and the reason that pubs are more important than drinking.
I don’t drink much, but it’s always a big thing coming to Edinburgh. I’ve got so much stuff to take, flyers, posters, merchandise (more about that later) and I know I’m on a timetable to get a train at 12:30 pm so sleep is hard. I get 5 hours.
I’ve so much stuff to take I’ve decided not to get the tube but to get a cab to Kings Cross. I’ve dialled Uber but I know though I have an hour before the train I’m probably gonna get stuck in traffic on the Marleybone flyover which I do. And is where I’m writing this now. 50 minutes till my train!
I’m reminded why I don’t drive in London. Will I make it?
Wish me luck.
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