Day 171: A Fringing we did go

The first inaugeral outing of the official Björk Bjiggler Fringe Goers Club had their first visit to the Edinburgh fringe last night (at least it was my first visit - the others had all been before I think).

Al and I went together in his car. We set off in good time as we planned to get a bite to eat before our 19:15 performance, but due to the traffic being so clogged up it took us rather longer than anticipated to get there, but I was very impressed with Als ability to take us straight to the right place even though he didn't know the streets of Edinburgh that well and he wasn't sure exactly where we were going anyway. Getting parked up and getting into the pleasance couryard with a pint in hand was with us the work of a moment. I went into the white porta cabin (as instructed when I booked the tickets) to collect the tickets to the Keith Barrett Show and was told that I had also booked some tickets for a later show and did I want to collect those at the same time. The ability to do this saved our bacon as the first show finished late and we would not have had time to collect the tickets before the second show if I had not been able to collect them here.

While we were waiting in the couryard we spotted a few famous people like that american who has been on Never Mind the Buzzcocks, that comedian who isn't very good that got arrested for dressing up as Ossama Bin Laden at a royal party and an irish person who was off the telly. Someone came up to us and said "is this the back of the queue?", we said "What queue?" and looked round to see that a queue had formed and we happened to be standing jsut were it ended. We said "no were weren't in the queue" and walked off to see where we had to go to see our show, only to find that you needed to queue, but by now the queue was about 5 times as long as it was when we were in it earlier. Even so, we ended up on the front row, which was good, but meant I ended up being in the firing line a few times. I must say that the show started and I started laughing and didn't stop laughing until almost the end.

As mentioned earlier, the first show finished late so we had to high tail it accross town and joined Paolo in the queue just before it started going into the assembly hall to see Jeremy Hardy which was very enjoyable and a good compliment to Rob Brydon as it is a different type of humour that gets you thinking about just how crap just about everything is (apart from moving to Sweden).

Anyway it was all a bit of fun - a bit of fun it was.