What's the time? It's Edinburgh Festival time!
It's midnight on Sunday and we've just come back from seeing David O'Doherty live. He's an Irish Comedian who has recently starred in: 'the very modest adventures of David O'Doherty'. He sings funny songs and plays on a very small synthesizer, you might know his song 'very minor superpowers'. Tonight we saw his new live show: 'It's David O'Doherty Time!' He would call out 'what's the time' and we'd all have to call back 'it's David O'Doherty Time!' Funny stuff.
Last night we went to the Edinburgh Military Tattoo. Attending the tattoo was actually more difficult than doing the Grouse Grind. In Vancouver, Mark and I climbed the hellish Grouse Grind in 1 hour and 15 minutes. But to attend the military tattoo required queueing for half an hour in the pouring rain, before sitting in the rain for two hours slowly going numb from the cold.
The show itself was excellent. We saw the combined pipes and drums, a Taiwanese marching band with gun twirlers (it was raining so much that one of hte girls dropped her gun at one stage), the blues and royals (the queen's horse-mounted gaurd), the steel-drum marching band of Trinidad and Tobago with some talented limbo-artists, some crazy backwards motorcyclists with a death wish and my favourite, a Russian marching band with some crazy dance moves, including a very slow Mexican wave. The show finished at 12.30 with some rain obscured fireworks. We were soaking wet and freezing, but I would have done it again (perhaps with a slightly larger plastic bag on my lap).
Tomorrow we leave the hectic pace of Edinburgh at festival time in search of Tony's ancestral roots. Actually, we went to Menzies Castle last time we were here, but Tony is keen to go back, so we're off to Weem for a night before heading to the highlands and islands of bonny Scotland.
What's the time? It's 12.30pm and I'm going to bed.
