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Diary: Friday August
4th
Thursday's
preview day, launched myself on a bright world at nine of the clock, almost
an ungodly hour, but the day promised much free drink 'n' scran. So the
Fergie must rise to meet the dawn, well as near to dawn as a buddy like
me gets during the Festival, unless it been a guid 'aw' nichter.
 Twenty
minutes into the Pleasance press launch, jings, crivvens, help ma boab,
rise wid be the wrong word. Fowr cheils wie twa an a half fit bendy toy-willies
appeared like a scene frae Tam 'o' Shanter, and put fowk aff their cocktail
sausages and canny pies. They called themselves 666 (and they're
doin' The Donkey Show) but a better name would be the
"slongboys"or "willies 'r' us"
Councillor Moira Knox where are you now..?
 With
an audience of press fowk, reeling in disbelief. The comedian that followed
died in his socks, more used to midnight appearances than midday press
shows. He had my sympathy for what it's worth.
One saving grace was the compere, Rich Hall in his Otis Lee Crenshaw
jacket, was in the West Coast idiom, pure dead brilliant.
Following in the footsteps of the Fringe
Chief Steward, Edin's Burghers and its Kulcher Cooncillers were again
accused of milking the Fringe coo dry, by both Chris Richardson,
gaffer 'o' ra Pleasance, an Bill Burdett-Couts, the Assembly's Maister.
An their richt, remember what happened to ra buffalo in ra US of A! Maybe
it's time fur oor New Parliament to pit in its tuppence worth, after aw
it did pinch ane o ra best venues o ra festival, so it owes the festival
something back.
Anywise, the nicht wis drawin' in, an efter aw that, ah still huvnae goat
a ticket fur ra List pairty, so a few wee goldies were consumed,
an the problem wis sorted.
Hamewurd. Daft name fur a magazine onywye, edinburghguide's a much better
yin. See ya ra morra.
Fergie
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