| Over my Dusty Limits |
| Words: Dusty | |
| Monday, 06 August 2007 | |
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Remember how I said I was being temperate in my drinking this year? Bollocks. Last night the Vaudeville Cabaret launched and, as we were delayed in starting due to a previous overrun, I filled my time productively. With red wine. This is why today, I feel somewhat less than fresh. The show was sensational and the turnout was tremendous, especially given the traditional Scottish summer weather. I am reminded of my Scottish nana's favourite joke: "We had a lovely summer this year. It fell on a Saturday." It is invidious to single out any one act from a variety line up, especially as they were all great. But the Amazing Ari gets a special mention for being the only person I've ever added as a Myspace friend via a friend of a friend of a friend who I have then actually met in the flesh. Today I am not only hungover, I'm also in pain, owing to a late-night dancing extravaganza with my programming director Feimatta and the lovely Ophelia Bitz. I had no idea I knew so much flamenco. Or that muscles could ache quite so much. Ah, the Fringe. Plus ca change ... |