On the way into Edinburgh, we found somewhere for breakfast and had something to fill in for the absence of food in our stomachs. The plan was to go into town and meet some friends of mine for lunch. I'm slightly vague in my recollection of how we filled in the time between breakfast and lunch. I believe it involved visiting the promoter who was organising the show I was going to MC that evening.
At the designated time, We met my friends and had a very pleasant lunch together. There was plenty of time after lunch to get to the gig. This time whiled itself away somehow and we arrived in Glenrothes rested and refreshed.
The gig itself went pretty. My MCing was good enough. I wasn't shit-hot, but I had fun and some new material worked pretty well out of the box. Having played that gig in front of some regulars quite a few times, I was trying to force myself to do new stuff and/or banter. It worked pretty well. The other acts had a good night too and one act, whom I'd seen do reasonably well, really had a great show. Given that I'd seen him the previous weekend at my show in Glasgow, I was really thrilled for him that he'd had a good show of his own.
After the show was over and all the backslapping complete, we set back to Newcastle. I was able to share and demonstrate the exhausting late night trips back from a gig which pepper my life. However, it was hardly going to come with a portion of loneliness when I had the company that I had. Indeed, it was the most enjoyable post-gig ride home that I've had.