I'm having what some might term a quick rest break, but others might call a 'Fringe poo'. Sorry. This blogging on the mobile phone allows for such breaking news, or indeed, breaking poos.
One's digestion cannot but help to be affected by the Fringe lifestyle, though it's usually a poor diet of fried food that does it to you. In this case I'm eating rarely, and reasonably healthily. I feel good, though my throat is not at its best. My back could be better, but that's what happens when rucksack meets camp bed.
I woke up before the alarm today. Last night felt like an early night, so I guess that's why. Once the shower queue had finished, it was still 11am before I got breakfast. More fruit yoghurt and muesli. Then it was off flyering for me.
Soon after, I met up with a friend I haven't seen in ages and his girlfriend whom I had never met. He's been away for a year and I noticed the changes in him as no doubt he did me. But they're physical changes. It's good to know we're still the same people we were. We did a show together here two years ago, and it was bound to be a point of reference for us as we chatted together over lunch. . . I just had a coffee.
More flyering followed. The lunchtime crowd, whom I enjoy flyering. Then a quick stop at the flat. I must now wipe and run.