Two potato
Hats off to Jonny for making this new-fangled video tape recording of the Tempting Tattie happening. Even though there's one more live Edinburgh podcast to go tomorrow, today's "flash-pot", as I'm stupidly calling it, felt like a climax of sorts: good people doing a good thing in honour of an independent local trader and some high quality carbohydrates, and some of them buying my audiobook. Incidentally, the reason I left before the end was that Paul "The Cat" Johnston whisked me off to interview me for the Kirkcaldy hospital radio network where he has a Sunday show (which involved my first ever drive across the Forth Bridge, which is exciting): Victoria Radio Network. Here is some stationery photographic evidence:
And here is a late picture just in from Gordon Hodgson: some signatures in a book neither Richard nor I actually wrote (although I like to think I have sold many, many copies of):
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Interesting insight to 'The Temptng Tattie' and Richards D list celebrity. The blonde man who crosses the street at the end then crosses back just to wave at Richard point blank, I can't beleive any celebrity enjoys that, it would stress me out to be honest I would hate it makes me glad I'm an anonymous nobody. Mind you looking at that beautiful blonde girl he's with you can see being a famous millionaire certainly has it's perks.
Great video. I like all the people walking past saying, "There's Richard Herring!".
To be pedantic, a drive across the Forth Bridge would be a very unusual thing - I suspect you had a drive across the Forth Road Bridge!
what were you bending over for with that beige canvas bag at 1:38 then you said at 1:42 "Yeah I know, I nearly, I saw him" you nearly did what? thought provoking...
Karl, the beige canvas bag contains my audiobooks. The lady who wanted to buy one was telling me she was in the front row (she was the American one), and she told me this, and I said, I think, "I know, I saw you."
Oh hey Paul, I was at the front of the queue with you, and that picture is so sweet I slightly want to cry.
Also mr vimeo seemed to be stalking my back almost as much as he was stalking Richard.
The start reminds me of Judy Garland walking ahead of Fred Astaire in Easter Parade, only she was turning heads by pulling faces, rather than having a Hitler moustache and being Richard Herring. Obviously. He should probably avoid raising his arm like that.
Good interview with Richard just broadcast between programmes on BBC Radio 7 (as we must call it now). Much mention of the podcast and the freedom it gives in contrast to the currently (rightly) uptight broadcast media. Probably more effective than the somewhat chaotic appearance on MacAulay And Co earlier in the week.
Someday I'll write my book about the letters that fall off shops' fascias; what happens to them; and why they're never replaced. It'll be shit.
I feel compelled to point out that my little flipvideo camera has a very narrow field of view, and while it does look like I'm only inches the camera into Richard's face (or Gordon's back), I'm actually standing further away... watching them from afar. Oh, wait a minute, that's probably a more accurate definition of stalking, isn't it?
I'd have stalked Andrew a bit more, but he legged it early on, before my wife got back from the cash machine. And I didn't want to lose my place in the queue.
I'm pretty sure that the chap who gives Richard the little heil salute at the end of the video was part of the flash mob. Rather than some entirely random person. However, this is Edinburgh during the festival, so you never know.
I could really use a potato now. What poor scheduling. I still maintain the Potato shop on Cockburn Street is probably better.
p.s. Andrew, you're not really going to throw those CDs away, are you...? I can take a couple off your hands (I still have no money)
I can confirm the aryan stalker (probably influenced by Logan report) was at the beginning 1:04 as Herring photographed the Temptng Tattie.
Is it just me or does Richards "autograph"(F-list celebrity) on the mitfords book looks like a couple of Marge Simpsons pubes.
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