Little ol’ me on BBC News - Scotland.
Mum’s very proud. 

So remember the other day I said that the Guardian were filming and we had a little interview with Brian Logan… well its already online thanks to the speedy hand of Alex the lovely film-maker! Check it out, its quite interesting I think!!

Hi all, 

Quick catch up before I head off to the venue to do tonights show. As part of the show we select one woman of similar age and similar size to me to drink through the show. We take them up to a 0.10 blood alcohol level. This is around 150ml of vodka give or take. Mixed with the usual cran-tastic juice. I do this to be able to show, the amount of vodka I was drinking, what that amount does to your body and your mind, and to demonstrate how to use the breathalyser.

Midway through I ask them to tell me how they feel. This is thus far what they have jotted down.

Jenny - 5th August

“Slightly tingley like i’m going to go into a full on drunken state if I carry on drinking (and not a good drunkeness!) Horrid acid taste in back of throat. Vodka’s disgusting. A bit warm and clammy”

Tunde - 6th August

“I feel like you are the boss and everyone is doing what you say”

Bex - 7th August

“A-Fucking-Mazing Love Bex. Though Max and Amy are laughing at me” (giant penis drawn on paper and a large shiny sun)

Katie - 8th August

“A bit silly.
Hot.
Chest Feels Weird
Errr… No I feel sad.” 

Good sports, nice gals.

Bryony xx

Nice little piece about the genre spanning work seeing more and more at the fringe. Good old Gareth.

Good afternoon blog bags,

So had an eventful evening yesterday! The BBC was in filming with their huge camera. The Scotsman was in reviewing as were the List and a good load of artists that I really like and want to like me back were in the seats… and…IT WENT GOOD! Despite the neck and the jitters the feedback was great.

I just watched myself on the Scottish news, divvying about dribbling on a table and doing some raving. It was weird but the story was good and there was a little snippet of me talking away, which is nice. It was the right explanation, as in. some artists are looking at the phenomenon of alcohol and creativity in an exciting way, which I hope I am doing.

Then it was off to pop in to see the British Council lot in the Assembly gardens bumping into the ever-lovely Steven Brett from the Nightingale at the same time! And on to the Fest launch party down at Electric Circus. Cue private karaoke booth hell and G&T meltdown with Greg Maclaren, Amber from Mobius looking very glam for her birthday, Luke Wright and Doctor Brown. Raved to Pulp for a good long time and whizzed back to the Club Bar at assembly for some lounging on sofa’s and in depth chats about nothing! Met a very lovely man called Colin and his girlfriend and half way through talking to them realised he was the lovely guy in the 118 adverts and it made me very happy.

Right, I am doing work today… Guardian is in tonight to review, which leads me on to my special announcement…

Last night I met ANDREW HAYDEN. Now some of you will have no idea about the significance of this, but others of you who have been following me for a while will be like OMMFG!!! He is a writer who this time last year wrote a blog that rather viciously cussed my show Sex Idiot, just before I was about to embark on my first Edinburgh alone! It damn near destroyed me… but actually I think in the end was a good example of being taught to harden up! I had no idea who he was and he kept asking me if I wanted to talk about an elephant in the room, and being slightly half cut I just kept giggling…

Then my pressman Steve tapped me on the shoulder and said, “that’s him!!! That’s Andrew Hayden!” I was gobsmacked… I’d been chatting away all friendly like for an age! Luke Wright had said I’d met him the night before but simply didn’t put two and two together! (Dumb brunette)ANYWAY…

I swung back round half ready to just throw my drink at him, half wanting to scratch his eyes out… looked at his wincing face and how he stepped backwards alarmed and aware that I threatened violence if I ever saw him in a Time Out interview…and thought, god this is NOT WORTH MY TIME. Or spoiling my newly polished nails over! He said he was very sorry. Which is strange, as if he believed the things he wrote then I guess he should just stick by them…I said if he was really sorry he would remove it… he mumbled he might.

I think he shouldn’t, simply as it’s freedom of speech… even though it makes me sound like a complete cunt when actually that gig was me in the middle of a massive and very emotional work in progress, having been offered a safe space and audience in Ipswich to try new ideas, some that would succeed and others that would fail.

Anyway, nice to put a scared and highly apologetic face to the name and I finally realised that this may have just damaged his reputation a little more than mine! Its funny to draw a line under something and I am sure it irked considerably that I didn’t punch him clean in the face so he could hate me more.

Fine. Done.

Thank you and Goodbye!

Bryony Kimmings, Forgiver xx

This is a really nice little exploration of the shows exploring alcohol at the fringe this year and a little it about my show. Tonight at 6:30pm it will feature on the BBC News too, Nicey!

Afternoon daddy’s and chips.

I am at my black ash table in my 80’s scottish flat. The landlady had just popped down to pick up a “harness”, I didn’t know whether she meant a kind of kids thing or S&M thing, so I just let her get on with it!

A friend of mine is walking up Arthurs Seat and said that he would wave from the top, so I have one eye on the giant hill and one eye on me Tumblr.

Everything is ok her in festy-toon. Sorry I will never say that again! I still have this stupid neck but have even bored myself moaning about how much it hurts, so won’t bang on. Yesterdays show was lovely. A real treat of an audience and a good old genuinely joyful knees up at the end on stage.

I am going to the venue in a minute to do an interview and photoshoot for the Scotsman, they are also in reviewing tonight. I hope its busy (its 2 for 1 today and tomorrow so should be sweet!) as the BBC are also in filming, like the Guardian yesterday. Phew, its nice to be in demand but the pressure is enough to put a gal off her stroke.

Tonight I am off to see Greg Maclaren’s “Doris Day can Fuck Off” at Zoo Southside and I am VERY much looking forward to it. He has the scotsman in too, poor sausage!

I really fancy a can of apple tango and a wham bar, must be low on energy. I will settle for a handful of apricots and a glass of tropical squash. Boring.

I hope you enjoy your Monday.

Good bike

B x

Perfecto!

“7 Day Drunk is not theatre. It’s a constantly inventive, living, breathing, barking, tail-wagging multi-media art installation. It’s enthralling, entrancing, life-enhancing. Go.”

Hey big babies 

I am at my temporary desk in my terrifically 80’s flat blogging away. BUT I have to worst neck strain EVER. I must have done something pretty stupid whilst raving away in the show last night because it feels like someone has replaced my upper spine with a knife tied to a very rickety old rocking chair. It is flailing about and twinging all over the place. 

This is BRILLIANT news because tonight I have the Guardian in filming… so its going to have to just behave itself. 

I really loved last night, it was a small but perfectly formed crowd (that included Whats On Stage, The BBC, The Independent and The Financial Times!! Cripes) of nice vocal and relaxed people who seemed to be having a nice time. I felt chilled out and that I liked my material so its nice to have fun with people and feel a genuine connection.

I am off to Boots to find a neck brace, 50 ibuprofen and some kind of luxury massage shack. Fry Up first, got to keep your strength up here. Black Pudding is irontastic!

Its only day 4 and i’m damaged goods. 

Boo Hissssssss

Bryony xxx

Ahhhh I have had a fair few peeps in thus far and the first past the post with a respectable 4 stars is The Public Reviews. I like this website because it is written by ordinary people and gives you a good idea of what the normal person on the street might think or say! Thanks TPR, you are my official fave today.