Hi all,
To celebrate the end of our run, we all went out for a curry - and Max, being the crazy fool he is, decided to take on the Kismot Killer.
Now he's dying, and we're all running around to make sure he can survive the night. You may think I'm joking, but the poor boy is in a world of pain - seriously, read about it online and weep at the thought of it.
We'll have a proper round-up of the final performance day tomorrow, and a summary of the whole run soon after - once we've all left Edinburgh.
May you all sleep well - or at least, better than Max will!
- Dan
