A last minute to both the Fringe programme as a whole and to our itinerary (or at least for me, George, and Hazel - understandably the others are reluctant to go to an 11am show after getting home at like 2.30am from ACMS last night), a firm favourite in JLR. It’s the first performance in a short run of WIPs, so expectations were duly set, but you’re never going to not have a good time. The poems are developing nicely (rodeos, the puzzle app, the gender reveal all being favourites), one song which doesn’t fully explain why he’s brought a keyboard with him but I’m sure that will develop over time, and he’s still able to recall previous shows on demand, so we are treated to a chunk of A World Just Like Our Own, which is always a pleasure. A fun way to spend a morning at the Fringe, and the pre-show Sparks playlist certainly doesn’t hurt.