And so it begins ......again

Alternative title - les parapluies d'Edimbourg.

Overnight the festival, the Fringe is upon us. Not even August yet and already I'm elbowing my way up the Royal Mile wondering why no-one speaks English any more.

My first show, a preview, at Assembly George Squarw. David Baddiel in Fame, discoursing on what it is to be famous, to be not quite as famous and to be mistaken for Ben Elton and others. So what is the etiquette when on leaving you discover you've been sitting in front of Ronnie Corbett and Ann and their grandchildren? I know you, you haven't a scoobie who I am.

And it rained. It's the Festival.

Molly is on antibiotics. I hope both of us are on the mend now.