Tunnel vision

Five performing days left in Edinburgh.

For most inmates of this strange and wonderful assylum that means only another five days before rest and normalcy and the struggle to right the bank balance and write next year's show.

I'm faced with a different dilemma. For months I've been psychologically throwing any task associated with my consultancy work (aka 'my grown-up job') over the wall that is August and this time next week I'm delivering a daylong workshop in Toronto.

Buy the ticket. Take the ride