I was recently in Edinburgh on business (friend’s stag do) doing some important research for a future novel (getting mostly drunk in a number of bars). The weekend was a vibrant beery tartan excess that mostly involved moving about the city in fancy dress (see below).
I thought dressing as Colonel Sanders was a sure fire winner, but the people of Edinburgh proved themselves to be a highly educated and somewhat literary bunch as I was frequently mistaken for Mark Twain. However, Channel 4’s Mark Dolan, mistook our group for a performing Fringe act. When we explained that we were just a bunch of booze hounds on a messy stag do, he suddenly seemed very concerned and made his excuses to leave, but not before we papped him. He’s very tall, y’know.