Big Day Out

Three men of varying sizes guide you on a day trip of comic characters and sketches. This is their Edinburgh story.

Monday, August 29, 2005

One More Show: For The Kids (posted by Lewis)

I haven't been a regular blogger. In many ways, my forrays into the interweb world of media communication have could be described as lacklustre. Every time I blog it is a marker - a line in the sand. As these lines in the sands of time stretch out further and further along the beach of comedy, it becomes more and more apparent that this is all about to come to an end. The circus is leaving town. The show has gone on and on and on and on, but now we only have one show to go and we don't want to leave. Although judging by the amount of contrived, mixed and downright sentimental metaphors in this opening paragraph, it's probably a good thing that we are. In three hours time we perform our last show of Edingburgh 2005 in the PLeasance Courtyard. Show number 26. At four o'clock we'll make our way through the courtyard and down the corrugated stairs that lead to our hut. The Hut. I love the Hut. We'll say hello to Selena, Simon and Danny - the best venue staff in the whole festival (FACT), and the three of us will cram ourselves into "the cabin" - the small portabal cupboard that has been our winnebago for the past month. We'll all strip down to our pants - Will and Matt will put on extra pairs - and then we'll throw on our suits. Talk about how many tickets we've sold today, whether people were friendly during flyering and probably laugh at something that would only be funny to three boys who have lived inside each others' personal space twenty four hours a day for the last 30 days. Will then usually has a bit of wind. At 4.30pm we will hear the applause coming from inside the Hut, signalling that the show before us has ended. We carry our stuff into the backstage room and go into our own little routines of readiness. Have you got your balaclavas? Leaflets? Hour glass? Flip phone? Pick? Lollipop? Check. A big hug - a shout of "have a good one Ross" to our technician, Ross - and then Shaft. That's the theme from Shaft - not anything funny... But I've said too much and William has just made me a cup of tea.