|September 2, 2012|
|7:30 pm||to||10:00 pm|
This from Stephen Barnaby, Musselburgh’s answer to …, to … . Oh well.
Hello all, yes, after a summer hiatus (that’s a nasty flu like ailment by the way, most often experienced during bizarre summers which combine floods, heat and baltic temperatures, often simultaneously. Plus volcanoes. And plagues of frogs) the Musselburgh Hotpot is back, in the back room of Stagg’s (Volunteer Arms) behind the Brunton Theatre, on Sunday 2nd September. So, refreshed as you are after a summer of frivolity and haymaking (albeit rather damp, fetid hay – good word, fetid) you’ll be champing at the bit to catapult yourselves through the doors of Staggs, landing in the back room with a delighted thud, eager for Musselburgh’s own open floor performance doodah, where any old waif and/or stray can pop up out of a whole in the floorboards to astonish the assembled warm and enveloping throng with a song, a poem, a story, a tune, a Werther’s Original or an origami fox. And if you don’t want to pop up out of those floorboards yourself, not even with an origami fox, then be part of that appreciatively huggable throng. Come along at 7.30 to put your name down if you’d like to perform, the whole shebang kickstarts at 8.00. Would be simply peachy to see you all there. especially if you’re brandishing a shiny pound coin (I’m attracted to shiny things. Like Liberace.). And by the way, I didn’t see a plague of frogs this summer, but I did see – honestly – several small trees or hedgy things (stop me if I’m getting too technical) with branches full of snails, on a wet summer’s day when I was on my way up to Craigmillar Castle. Every single branch, with snails all the way along. Which just goes to prove the end of the world is nigh. So come to the Musselburgh Hotpot quick.
lots of love Stephen xxxx