Now, this felt like a traditional Fringe experience – heading to one of the classic comedy venues (The Stand) after a few excellent drinks to see an Icelandic cartoonist who mostly lives in Berlin and enjoys a somewhat dark sense... Continue Reading →
Just the Tonic has long been one of our favourite Fringe drinking venues, and this year we discovered a new board game in their selection where you make monsters that can attack babies... there is no better way to explain... Continue Reading →
Way back in the mid-1990s, there was a TV series that I truly adored. It was cool, ground-breaking, and gave teenage me an insight into a world I was only just beginning to realise existed. It was called This Life,... Continue Reading →
"This was the ugliest Fringe moment I've ever witnessed" - this was the headline of The Telegraph's review of Reginald D Hunter's latest show. Which begs the question - why would you send a writer without a sense of humour... Continue Reading →
A few weeks ago, I was watching some reruns of Derry Girls with a good friend when she made the following remark: "I love the dad in this, he's hilarious. Do you know if he's been in anything else?" To... Continue Reading →
As the train pulled out of Liverpool Street Station, I found myself asking why I was heading out to a makeshift comedy club in darkest Essex on a Thursday night… and, in fairness, it was a solid question. The answer... Continue Reading →
A couple of months ago, we were at the Bloomsbury Theatre waiting for our show to be called. During this time, I usually wander through the internal corridors of the venue, admiring the old posters of stand-up shows past—Julian Clary's... Continue Reading →
