And just like that, it’s over!

Three weeks, 22 shows, multiple guest spots and anyone’s guess as to how many pies I ate!!

So the big finale came on Saturday… the Royal Mile was packed! I didn’t even bother flyering outside as it was already super busy down by the venue. The room was full by 18.20 and people were once again turned away.

The show itself was a strange one. The audience seemed subdued, big jokes not landing… maybe it was because it was so bloody hot in there or maybe it was just Fringe-fatigue. Either way, it felt like my Fringe run just fizzled out…

The bucket collection didn’t reflect a quiet show though – the second best one of the run! I guess you just never know with an audience!

And so it’s over. Done. ‘Heroic Failure’ is no more. I’ve had an absolute blast! I’ve made so many new friends, people who I hope I’ll be able to keep in touch with and then catch up with again next year. But the curtain has now come down on the 2018 Fringe.

Huge thanks to the venue, not only a fabulous location but the people running the place were absolutely first class. Being the venue captain never once felt like a chore and Stuart was always there should I have any queries at any point. I hope they’re able to accommodate PBH again next year because I’d love to return here.