We moved on to a musical tribute to Otis Redding - Movin' Melvin Brown was pretty good vocally and very nifty with his tap shoes, although his backing band left a bit to be desired.
Hardeep Singh Kohli was next. We'd seen him before when he was doing his celebrity chef thing, but this time it was supposed to be his mixed tape - definitely a throwback to the '80's. He rambles a lot and never gets anywhere near through the script he's apparently prepared - and there's extensive use of the F word - so much so that an old couple (yes - even older than us) walked out halfway through and the man turned to the stage as he was leaving and said in a loud voice - "there's no need to use that kind of language - you're funny enough without it".
We had just enough time before the next show to walk back to our hotel and dump our bags and then we headed to the tiny Stand Comedy Club to see Shappi Khorsandi - using the new Edinburgh tram system for the first time - and having to pay cash for the ride, horror of horrors. An ethnic theme was developing and it was no surprise that all of the comedians we saw spent a fair bit of their acts talking about immigration and Brexit.
Between shows we only had time for a quick beer - finding the time for a proper meal was difficult. We'd shared a pizza for an early lunch but that was about it. Come 10 pm, we were hungry but we didn't fancy going to a restaurant for a meal this late, so settled for a shared fish supper. Still the beer we'd consumed would provide us with plenty of calorific input.
Jo and I had an early light breakfast at our hotel on Tuesday morning as we knew we were meeting up with Ross and Lizzie for brunch. A random Google search led us to choose Loudons (http://www.loudons-cafe.co.uk/) and what a great choice it was. Ross and Lizzie had been flat-hunting yesterday and there was more to view today - and we had another Best of the Fest lunchtime show to attend anyway.
We didn't have much time between our first and second shows and we had to hot-foot it over to the Assembly Hall on the Mound for the Glasgow Girls show. It's on tour just now, so it was good to catch it at the Fringe. Immigration was yet again the theme.
For me, our best show by far was Henning Wehn. His voice and accent make him a bit of a comical character anyway, but he was exceptionally sharp, quick-witted - and very funny.
Our last show was Bookends - a Simon and Garfunkel tribute act. Their harmonies were wonderful and the acoustics in the hall were excellent - a lovely end to the evening.
We met up with Ross and Lizzie for a quick drink afterwards and they took us to a pub that specialised in White Russians so that was our nightcap:
We caught a fairly early train this morning so I was back in plenty of time for golf this afternoon - and there's more tomorrow and Friday. My car's in for service and MoT tomorrow as well - busy day.
Going back a few days, I did manage to get to Ellon on Saturday afternoon for the CAMRA meeting - courtesy of Jo, who volunteered to come with me and drive home.
Sunday was intended to be a rest day, but it was such a nice morning that I thought I would take a walk up Scolty. Pretty windy at the top but it was a lovely walk. As I got near home again, I passed Bill & Fran Aitken's house and noticed that they'd erected a flagpole with a Union Jack fluttering away. No, they're not forming a local branch of the BNP or National Front - I think it's to do with the Olympics!:
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