Well. Two shows down. The first was problematic. I don't wish to point the finger but Leslie will have to buck his ideas up if he wants to cut it in the acting world. Firstly he forgot the apple for the opening song, and then I could have sworn he was drunk at the end of the show. He seemed to weave and shudder before my eyes. Other than that all is well. Yesterday I ate nothing but Lorne sausage in an attempt to re-train my stomach for the rigours of Edinburgh. The results have been surprising. We are using kitchen roll instead of toilet paper as sheet for sheet it is half the price and considerably more absorbent.