We have arrived safely in Edinburgh. Pat drove us up, rather a long journey as I get car sick if I face forward. We were hoping to get a lift from O'Brien but last week he slipped on some dung whilst fitting a shower curtain and broke his arm in three places. Hopefully he will able to drive us back as Pat's car is rather small for me and we had to have the windows down all the while to get the smell out. I have high hopes for the show this year. Leslie has nearly learnt his lines and we have a delightful venue. If we can get it right this year then that promised tour of primary schools could well be a reality. Same flat as last year, which is rather a shame as Leslie and I have to share a room again. Not the bed thank heavens. 2003 was especially difficult in that respect as Leslie has a tendency to thrash around whilst asleep, like dog in a bath. I barely slept for the whole month.