Can you believe this is the 500th musing from this moose?! Really, it is. It started from a friend’s suggestion that I should impart my accumulated Fringey facts and wisdom to a wider audience (i.e. and stop boring them with it all). My first bit of nonsense was written on 25th April 2017, just a wee introduction about myself and my love of the Fringe. It was around the same time that I first heard of Logan’s Close with their release of Listen to your Mother, a pure slice of 60s pop, I was in love!

After Fringe affairs, all things LC have been my second favourite topic these last eight years; the rebirth of live local music after all the Covid restrictions was amazing, it rekindled a spark in me and has given me much to muse on. Yeah, I go on about the bands I like, I know, but they are darn good, worth spreading the word on them.

But back on Fringe stuff, June ’22 was the first time I was offered a comp ticket to review a Fringe show, I wrote about it in my 300th blog post 300 not out! Who’d have thunk it! I didn’t take up the offer, but I pondered on it aplenty. It’s the same doubts and niggles that pop up each year now, but hey, better that way than becoming blasé.

Anyhoo, it’s now ridiculously late, but I’ve had such a hard time trying to write anything these last few weeks that I determined tonight I had to get something down. Normal service should hopefully resume shortly (I say that but I’ll be away in Yorkshireland next week, so). I’ll leave you with a picture from a lovely September afternoon at Dr Neil’s Garden. Sweet dreams!