Withdrawal symptoms

I am bereft! My damned telewest box is busted so I have no access to the joys of BBC Four. Oh woe is me. Lackaday. Lackaday, etc. A whole bunch of new progs start this week too. Poop.

However, on a lighter note, I found this: http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/filmnetwork/downloads It’s fabo. You can subscribe and your pc will download 3 new short films every month! Cool, eh?

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I’ve just purchased tickets to see the lovely Bilbo Bailey at the Edinburgh Festival in August. Huzzah! I saw him in ‘The Odd Couple’ last year but I’ve yet to see him perform his own stuff live.

I look towards the onset of the Festival with mixed feelings. The city overflows with performers and visitors. We are spoilt for choice. Shall I take in a classical concert at the International Festival or watch a juggler busking in the street? Will I go and see my favourite comedian (off the telly) in the Festival Fringe or watch a brand new, no-budget indie flick in the Film Festival? What to do?

What we do is hide in our office and gripe about ‘damned tourists’.

Thousands of people descend on the city in the month of August. The vast majority seem to believe the place is closed for the rest of the year. Edinburgh is not a giant theme park, people! Folk actually live and work here you know! I work right in the centre of the city’s ‘old town’. During this tumultuous three weeks my colleagues and I sit huddled indoors. Afraid to venture outside. Outside there be jugglers.