Hello,
It’s the Edinburgh Fringe and the Royal Mile now looks like a refugee camp for the planet Wibble. The lottery of acts has already caught my attention - today I saw a wonderful act where various things were balanced on other things, but also an Australian trying to the do the same thing but failing miserably. My experience of this act wasn’t improved by a child next to me pooing itself. I left quickly.
I am now going to look out for famous people and get their autograph - haven’t spotted anyone yet and to be honest I wouldn’t know how to ask - "It’s not for me it’s for my sister?"
R. Voice.

Where has the Rolls Royce Voice gone?