I've finally arrived in London. The Edinburgh Fringe is over, and I'm booking spots for the next few months around the UK. Today is my first full day as a resident of London, and I'm feeling great about the future! Let's go.

The last week at the Fringe my ticket sales have gone up and up! Also I've seen a bunch of wonderful, inspiring shows, I've been getting a good amount of sleep but also have seen friends, and managed to even work on a few ideas for a new show. It's been perfect, honestly, so I'm just reminding myself to be grateful and enjoy this all right now!

I've had a day off today, no shows! In 10 years of coming to the Fringe I've never had a day off, and I'll tell you what I FUCKING LOVE IT!! I'm feeling so good right now, this is smack-bang in the middle of the run, and everything is ticking along smoothly. I've got some plans for after the Fringe, some potential opportunities and some industry people excited about the show. I'm also having fun, and have booked tickets to see shows every night until the end of the festival.

I have a snotty nose and everyone can fuck off. Nah I'm actually doing great other than that, the show is selling and I have a review coming out tomorrow which I am NERVOUS about. I guess I'm nervous about a lot of things, just thinking about the future. Ruminating. At the end of the podcast I went around my room and described everything, it was an exercise in mindfulness and made me feel a lot better.

First week of the Edinburgh Fringe, got into town today and I haven't had a good, proper night's sleep in over a week. It's currently half past midnight as I upload this and I can't wait to finish, shower, and get into bed. I am going to launch into that fucking bed mate. Don't you worry about me.

Honestly man I always thought jetlag was just like, you wake up earlier and go about your day. I feel TIRED AND WEAK! I've never had it like this before and I hate it. Other than that, and forgetting to pick up one of my checked bags from the airport, everything is sweet. hehe.

Two more sleeps until I leave Melbourne! I've almost finished selling my stuff, just a few more bits and pieces, but the plan is tomorrow night for the last night in my room, I'll be sleeping in an empty room with just packed bags and a mattress on the floor. Pretty romantic image hey? And I'll leave this city the same way I came in, sleeping on the floor like a 21-year-old.

Two weeks from today I'll be about to land in London and start a new life! How dramatic. This week I did two of my favourite rooms in Melbourne for the last time, the next week is going to be full of more last times of stuff and it feels like the process of saying goodbye is really intensifying now. Once I get on the plane it'll all be over.

Brown Cardigan Video:

I sold my wardrobes on Sunday for $200 which was what I was asking, and honestly more than I thought I was going to get! There's a big wardrobe-sized hole in my room now, and all of my clothes are either on the floor or packed in vacuum-seal bags ready for the move. I had a headache for like two days after I sold the wardrobes, and I thought maybe it was a holdover from being sick last week, but then it could just as well be from the unique stress of knowing that I'm about to pull up the anchor of my life and drift out into the unknown in less than three weeks' time. It could be one of THOSE headaches?

The venue I did my show at in Sydney was owned by this legend of a guy (named Guy) who as it happens, also wrote the music for the hit 90s children's show Blinky Bill. Remember that?! "Good old Blinky Bill!" hahaha.

I'm sick as a dog right now, my voice is fucked and I'm coughing up a storm. Boooo. I hope you're well, all things considered.