For some reason - probably being busy or at least as busy as you can be when actually on holiday - I didn't get the time to complete this aide memoire whilst still in Edinburgh. So I'd better do it now before memories fade but the scars still linger...

Saturday 19 August

I think this is where I left you. Made my way over to the Gilded Balloon to see Hils Barker - a show I had not only done the poster for but also designed some fake chicklit covers for:

Anyway, I thoroughly enjoyed the show. Friendly, chatty standup with just the right level (for me) of annoyance with the world and some amusing musical sequences too.

I then made my way over to the Pleasance Courtyard and saw Star Trip - a comedy-mime-music-dance science fiction show.Very odd. The second half of it was pretty good though.

Afterwards I suddenly discovered that we would be doing a Gonzo show after all...

Sunday 20 August

Up latish and into town as per. J and I met up with M and made our way over to the Baby Belly to see Moths Ate My Dr Who Scarf.

Amusing confessional stand-up from the perspective of a Dr Who fan (obviously).

Later that evening it was time for Magic Steve's Disappearing Act - I'd seen this before in London but this full length version was excellent.

This was followed by an impromptu viewing of (two thirds of) Dr Cocacolamcdonalds in the same venue which was unexpected and hilarious.

Monday 21 August

The day of the Gonzo gig. Around town earlier on trying to buy some costume-type-thing. Then to the Underbelly for Trainspotting Feminism and Religion which like MSDA above I'd seen before but which was even better now.

Rehearsal at the top of a high victorian tenement building followed by most of the rest of the band eating a pig stew. Needless to say I didn't indulge. After that it was delivering the equipment to the Pleasance Dome followed by cocktails at some bar across the road. I was cautious with my alcohol intake. After all, I hadn't played for a year so didn't want to mess it up...
Gonzo 2006
12.30am and we had access to the venue.A quick set up a quick soundcheck and suddenly people were pouring in. Apparently it had sold out.  All in all it went very well with a very highly populated Intro and a good reaction from everyone. After that it was back to Brookes for drinks until 4am.

I had to stay up all night in order to check in for my flight the next morning. As a result I was extremely grumpy at the airport.

All in all I had a great time; shame I couldn't have been there for longer and a shame I didn't see more shows.

And so on and so forth...

Got back into town the following day just before J's show. Hung around the courtyard for a while then had a drink with J,P,D and D's brother & friend before making my way across to the Smirnoff Underbelly to see Gary le Strange: Beef Scarecrow. Another great show.

Very different from the previous ones and somewhat disturbing. In a good way. Then it was off to Brookes for the rest of the evening.

So - so far two days and two shows. Not a good rate as I'm only here for a very few days. I'll have to do something about that today.

Another in the occasional series of not-so-much-a-blog-as-an-aide-memoire-to-prevent-myself-forgetting my holidays...

After a flight which involved a lot less hassle with the security than I had imagined (I actually turned up to early to check in) I arrived in Edinburgh. It was raining. I walked from the bus stop to the Pleasance Courtyard which didn't seem to have changed - odd to think that it doesn't actually exist as such outside August. Met up with J, D and P, hung around for a while and then went to see their show (Bad Play: Second Coming). Which was excellent.

Would definitely like to see it again and not just because it's family. After that it was off to Dolphinton for a relatively early night and ten hour's sleep, which was greatly appreciated as I was a little the worse for wear after the apparent "excesses" in Brighton the night before.

Once again I find I've disappointed myself by not writing anything here for simply ages. And once again I must insist that it's not a case of writer's block – I haven't even got far enough to discover whether I'm suffering from that particular ailment. No, the problem is that I'm still under the thrall of a spell of extreme busyness (as opposed to business). Luckily things now seem to be easing off – just ever so slightly.

Nevertheless, this has been one of my busiest periods ever, especially regarding the freelance workload. I had – well actually still have – a couple of largish projects on the go which were taking up most of the time I normally allocate to this sort of stuff. And then, all of a sudden, after a silence of over two years, old clients came crawling out of the woodwork en masse like an infestation of termites demanding further work and updates to projects I'd created for them in the past. So what brought that on?

The odd thing about this is that everyone seems to be suffering from the same thing at the same time. It's odd because as far as I'm aware the middle of the summer isn't traditionally the season in which the workload suddenly gets elephantine on one's ass... It's traditionally the season when everyone goes on holiday.

So why is this malaise affecting almost everyone I know? It's almost as if the Earth is passing through another cloud of what in the past I've referred to as psychic weather. There's very probably nothing to it, but I have observed that sometimes everyone you know seems to be going through similar experiences. Back at the beginning of the nineties when the whole world was going through massive changes it seemed as if the “good” political changes were being balanced out by everyone having a really miserable time personally. Shame the reverse isn't true – as what with all the wars and violence going on at the moment we should be having the time of our lives personally.

But that's not the only case of psychic weather I can come up with. Running alongside the current busyness plague seems to be a communication breakdown – people are generally too busy to phone, email, write or text as much as usual. Inboxes lie empty, disturbed only by the spam tumbleweed blowing through their deserted streets, offering inexpensive AmjBIjEN, CijALjIS,VIjAGjRA and VajLIjUM, stock market tips and cheap Rolex watches.

We might say it's the effect of Mercury being retrograde, but (a) we don't believe in all that astrology stuff - or do we? - and (b) Mercury stopped being retrograde at the end of July. In truth it's very probably a side effect of the busyness plague – we're all too overloaded to get in touch with each other.

So that's what I can blame for not having written this earlier. Although if I had written it earlier I wouldn't have had anything to write about, which sounds a little paradoxical. However, now that I have written this, does it mean that the storm is clearing? Or is this just me venturing out in the communicational equivalent of a kagoul and gumboots? Only time will tell.