Not Always Better Late Than Never

Meh, usual apologies for only posting once a month. Oh well, let's crack on...

To begin, a word to the wise ...

According to their website, The Laughing Horse Free Fringe in Edinburgh takes applications for performers wanting to put on a show, up to early April, but what the novice performer (well relatively novice) with no experience of applying to the free fringe may not know is that it is wise to get in early. They say they don't operate on a first come first served basis, which you might think means that you don't have to rush, but you would do well to. I think they say that more to excuse themselves from having to accept completely inappropriate applications or those from total nut jobs, just because they are the first to arrive in their inbox. They do fill up spaces as they get applications they are willing to accept and there are never going to be enough to go around all the budding performers wanting their chance at Edinburgh fun.

I'm not bitching about Laughing Horse, I wouldn't want to be in charge of something like that and they give people great opportunities to fulfill their dreams.

Thing is, having found someone who wants to share a show this year, imagine my shock and horror when I found out from a helpful chap at a gig, that pretty much all spaces had been allocated and our application submitted at the beginning of March probably wasn't going to get us to the Watford Gap, let alone Edinburgh. Ouchy ouch ouch.

I sent my Ed buddy a text right away to see if he could find out what the situation was, or if he wanted me to follow it up. It turns out there are a few spaces left, but the choice is very limited and no guarantees we'll be lucky enough to get one. I've had everything crossed for days now, waiting to see what happens.

I am quaking in my plimsoles at the prospect of performing for nearly thirty minutes every day, but I know I need a rocket up my bum if I'm going to get anywhere with comedy and I had hoped Edinburgh would be that rocket... Now, more than anything, I'm terrified I won't get to live my Edinburgh dreams until next year, because I really want the experience and the progression this year, so please please Laughing Horse give us a chance.

I'm all geared up to work my little comedy tushy off for this, so will you cross your fingers too and I'll keep you posted as to what happens next... ?

I've been sitting around in a pair of delightful boxer short pants today, coupled with some very fetching knee length socks, but Becki could come home anytime now, so I better go put some jogging bottoms on.

Oh no, just having a final read through and she came in and found me. (I heard the gate go, but it is a long sprint down the corridor to my room.) The image of me screaming "shiiiiiit" and my under carriage wobbling down the corridor will surely be seared into her mind for years to come.

Take it easy peeps x