White Night Beach Party Animals

November 16th, 2011 by

So, that was autumn then. Halloween, Bonfire Night and – if you live in Brighton – White Night, in which the city’s venues, clubs, art galleries, and museums open their doors all night to mark the end of British Summer Time and the turning of the year. The event is produced by Donna Close, who […]

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Autumn Days

November 1st, 2011 by

Hallowe’en already? It seems just the other day that I was reporting from the Edinburgh Fringe. Somehow we’ve crept into Autumn with me hardly noticing – perhaps because summer in Scotland felt so like autumn, but then in a reversal of the usual order we had summer in September and October this year! Well, what […]

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Big Daddy Meets His Match

August 27th, 2011 by

It was a chance remark from a friend that started me thinking. We were discussing the dilemma for contemporary ‘liberal’ parents in choosing whether to send children to private school or to throw them to the sharks of state education in the inner London boroughs, and this somehow moved on to a discussion about the number […]

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Sleepwalk Collective: As the flames rose we danced to the sirens, the sirens ¦ Graeme Braidwood


August 22nd, 2011 by

So, where was I? Ah yes, autumn in Edinburgh – although these past few days it’s been almost like summer. There are cricket whites on the Meadows, and hippies blowing giant bubbles – but there’s also a rustling in the trees, and the odd leaf or two falling just as a warning. On the edge […]

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August 17th, 2011 by

That’s me. Not in the photo, although perhaps I have morphed into a giant triangle, illusion or rewind button during the Edinburgh festival, and not actually noticed. But in the Scots sense of ‘that’s me done’, ‘I’m out of here’. A brief tally: 19 reviews, five blog entries, over 40 trains, three two-hour meetings and […]

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