Le Tour

....a gentle end to the day; all ship shape and Bristol fashion.

Earlier, the alarm dragged me from sweet dreams and I was whisked to the capital of the west country. I was expecting a gig of 10 people and 25 turned up; Shows in the Fringe get smaller crowds. I cracked five jokes and they laughed at three....tough crowd.

Scouts was fine but they were playing tag on the wind-up. Fortunately my lava had an outlet.

Just shaving my legs now, ready for a circuit de Forth tomorrow. Can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to looking like a MAMIL (google it)