Friday was the final time I had my pretty chickens gathered around my ankles. Then we packed up a car and left BP. 

I was interviewed on Radio Saltire on Saturday afternoon. That was fun. You can take a listen here. I was on from 3:15 until 3:45. 

The get in was comically painless. 

I spent most of the tech thinking I might burst with stress. 

My to do list seems to be growing arms and legs. 

But in 12 hours, opening night will be done and dusted and I might get a bit of my life back. 

We have six tickets left for this evening's show. Our world premiere. (Chortle.)