We’re very aware that this review is late. So very, very late. If we had a proper editor (and I always imagine J.K. Simmons as J. Jonah Jameson when I say that), he’d have been screaming at us for over... Continue Reading →
Our evening started with chaos: a cab that never turned up, a failed attempt to leg it across town, and, for the first time ever, a missed Fringe show. The silver lining? It gave us plenty of time to get... Continue Reading →
It’s the final day of the Fringe and we’re sat in Assembly Gardens. I’ve just helped the bar “tidy up” the last of its Zubrowka, and we’ve bumped into a journo pal who – bafflingly – has picked today as... Continue Reading →
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