I swore I wouldn’t do it, but somehow I find I am – back at the Free Fringe with some of my favourite stories and songs with the harp this time in a souped up Karaoke bar down in the Grassmarket of Edinburgh, whats not to love? Apart from the mild sense of panic that I’ve left the posters and leaflets to the very last minute, let alone I keep changing my mind about the stories I’d like to tell! Perhaps this is a year to just go with the flow!