Our tech run last night was as hectic as we thought it might be, getting used to the space and restaging to suit the corner stage, as well as trying to work out what we needed to do with lighting for the first time.
Leading into our first show this afternoon, we were a little apprehensive but excited to get going. Benedict's voice has been fading worryingly for the past couple of days, so we've had her chain-drinking honey & lemon, only breaking to suck on boiled sweets and gargle salt water.
Thankfully, whilst the rest of us shamelessly flyered with Emmanuel providing a African drumbeat, Bene's voice recovered and got her through this afternoon's performance.
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I'm finally feeling like we're at the fringe; standing amongst the hundreds of other well-meaning-yet-inevitably-desperate creative people on the Royal Mile, I fell back in love with the atmosphere of this magical place.
Bene and Raynar are out meeting the media and hoping to raise a bit of hubbub around us tomorrow morning, whilst the rest of us will continue to pace the streets, flyers in hand.
Show 2 tomorrow, before a day off on Sunday.
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