Wild and Whirling Words

So, you’re seventy, you’ve retired and you’re getting your pension. What do you do? Loosen your truss, binge Countdown and suck Mintoes? Not if you’re Phil Osborn, no! You take fifty years’ worth of droll, indignant and acerbic poetry, accept the offer from PBH Free Fringe and hot tail it to Edinburgh to try to make the world laugh in hard times. After a slight hiatus of 40 years Phil is back performing his poetry at the Fringe. Catch him now before he's dead!