The rain hammering past the window, reminded me that this is the start of the 'Edinburgh Fringe Festival,' something I never attended. Edinburgh's changeable weather will not stop a billion people descend on the city, obstructing the streets, hindering people going about their business, and scaring the locals into taking a holiday in far away places, like Berwick on Tweed or Peebles. Indeed, the locals always make for the hills rather than endure the crush of southern softies blethering about their pitiful 'art.'
In my say, when colour had not yet been introduced to the city, the Festival proper got under way and we all ignored it. This was because it was too highbrow for many, or just too expensive. Today, I might be tempted by some of what is pon offer there. The 'Fringe' grew up later, London actors, theatre companies, comedians, perverts and hangers on, all came to Edinburgh and tried to become an overmnight success. Some did. Others failed, some failed yet became a success. Paul Merton is one, he is renown for his TV and radio appearances and happy to admit that in Edinburgh he was fired twice in one night, his act being so poor.
I wonder if I would bother about the 'Fringe' now? I almost went back in the day, but somehow it just did not happen. Did I miss anything? I had other things on my mind then, but maybe I ought to have looked in anyway. Today, I just could not be bothered.
Anyway, I am glad I do not need to fight the crowds there, tourists are bad enough.
Proper football begins tomorrow, well one begins tonight actually. The league business begins, anger, bad referees, bad tackles, managers sacked, venom, shooting, crossing, rain, wind and fire, all in every game, big or small. I canny wait!
By the time last season eventually ended I was sick of football. Far too many games, and the play-offs just went on too long. This season ends and a competition of some sort begins, world cup or Euro's, I know not which. There are so many competitions these days I don't know what half of them are now.
But tnight, an exciting Arbroath v Dundee United will grip the nation! Especially as the wind and rain are gtting up and the North Sea is a mere ten yards form the pitch! It will be grand.
