It’s showtime! Where to begin with this one? Let’s start with why on earth we’re here. I have no love for jukebox musicals – those clunky shows that awkwardly attempt to ram someone’s back catalogue into a half-baked story that... Continue Reading →
Let us quickly get some admin out of the way… Farage (FAR-ij) noun The waste liquid that collects at the bottom of a wheelie bin. Example: “Don’t tip that over — there’s a load of Farage at the bottom.” Come on,... Continue Reading →
After the Edinburgh Fringe, we’re feeling a little reviewed out, so for this one we’re turning to one of our ‘expert freelancers’… my mum, who last came through for us with her review of Julian Clary at the Palladium. The... Continue Reading →
It's the final day of the Fringe and we're eating a late lunch in the George Square Gardens and awaiting our final show, which brought to mind this anecdote... Some days ago, as we were leaving The Dark Room show... Continue Reading →
Occasionally at the Fringe, you have to stop, look around and ask yourself: how did I end up here? Well, today's "here" is the makeshift bar at the Hilton DoubleTree, whilst waiting for a Singaporean comedian who has flown in... Continue Reading →
Walking down George Street at this year's Fringe is a very different experience from past years. In my early Fringes, it was the home of the stars, the big names who drew the biggest crowds. It was a true comedy... Continue Reading →
