There are many things about Flamenco for Kids which I had to consider; firstly the question of what was it, exactly? This program is a weird amalgamation of a performance and a wor…
Entering the cathedral, it is impossible not to be in awe of the scenery.
A line of wiggly worms wait impatiently to enter the magical night-time world where anything is possible.
Down a long, winding staircase, far beneath the bustling streets of Edinburgh stands a city frozen in time.
From a bare stage sirens blare, search dogs bark and police rally as three men make a daring prison break.
A little spitfire of a songstress has entered the forum of the Fringe, bound for greatness – or so she hopes.
Much like Arthur’s Seat is the bedrock of Edinburgh, comedy is the bedrock of the Edinburgh Fringe.
I’ll admit it, I was curious.
As I approach Waverly Bridge, I catch sight of a black vintage Routemaster bus, casting a gloomy shadow against the darkness.
Alfred Hitchcock once said of Grace Kelly, she is a ‘volcano covered in snow.
This show had so much promise, derring-do, an epic journey, sword, mime and a lot of comedy.
Edinburgh is a city of beauty, history and incredible inspiration.
I hardly know where to begin with this fascinating and relentlessly passionate show.
Lea McGowan (pronounced Lee, as in, Now Leasing), is a beautiful dancer.
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome to the madness that is the I Hate Children, Children’s Show.
In the world of children’s programming, there is a spectrum from well-executed to well intentioned through to absolutely insulting.
I have a confession to make.
Is there a more delightful way to start the 2013 Fringe than with Edinburgh’s own Puppet State Theatre Company? This nearly pitch perfect production of The Man Who Planted Trees,…
As I walked into the Scottish Storytelling Centre I was greeted by a delightfully impish man in a wizard’s robe assigning fairy names to all the children (and adults if you want)…