Setting the tone, pennants representing the rival schools of the story (Truman and Jackson) adorned the walls of this hallowed…
Like an unruly bottle of Christmas fizz this Panto popped and sparkled in all the right places. And plenty of…
One could happily have stayed seated and watched this show all over again. Straight away, not tomorrow night (the second…
Ah, so that’s why he spells it with a ‘Z’… The other half of the title is no mystery at…
Avast there. What, pray, is this: Julee Cruise plays as we enter the room and take in the bare, tastefully-lit…
‘Everyone’s gettin’ pregnant,’ says our Kayleigh, ‘must be sumthin’ in the air round ‘ere?’ ‘Just your legs,’ says Val. Val…
This is NOT what The Fringe is about. This was neither odd, unpredictable, nor strange or thought-provoking. This was bold,…
As anyone who’s ever spent any time in Ireland knows, when something is referred to as ‘deadly’ (or ‘savage’) it…
Our hero William Baxter justifies the chequered life of an inveterate gambler by bemoaning the fact he left school at…
What would Jan Molby do? For those too young to know, Jan Molby was a Football Colossus who played for…