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A Simple Space- Underbelly

Let me start this review, ladies and gentlemen, that I am an expert theatre goer, normally. I never sit on the end of a row 20 minutes before the curtain because I know that others will inevitably have to squeeze past me; I always slouch in my seat if there’s a little person behind so as not to impede their view; most importantly, I always seem to know where to stand at the bar in order to get served first. What can I tell you? It’s a gift. Imagine my embarrassment, then, when I reveal to  ...

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Culture, Edinburgh Fringe

Edinburgh Fringe Festival 2015

Well, I’m battered, bruised, exhausted and teetering on the edge of scurvy. I must be on the way home from the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. Seven days of running from show to show, sipping pints in plastic cups whilst laughing hysterically and my eyes filling with tears of wonder at the performances, catching up with old friends into the early hours of the morning and spending time with my family. So here’s how it went down this year. It’s a long one, so grab a mug of tea  ...

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Eats and Drinks, London, Museums and Galleries, Pubs, Restaurants and bars, South

Southbank Stroll

Me and some pals wanned to do something t’other night. It was a Friday. We’d finished work for the week. It felt right to celebrate getting through another laborious week in the office. YET we were quite poor and on a time constraint. We scoured Time Out and Londonist and Skint London and all  those other lovely sites that help flailing-fun-hungry (flungry) Londoners and yet couldn’t find anything that cut the mustard (side note- how DOES one cut mustard? Answers on a  ...

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Culture, Edinburgh Fringe, South, Theatre, Theatre

Theatre Thought: A Simple Space at The Underbelly

I mean, BLAHDY ‘ELL the weather’s been nice, ain’t it chums? I clocked off work on the Strand at 5.30 one day last week, SLUNG my camera over my shoulder, BADE goodbye to all my colleagues and STROLLED THE FUCK down Villiers St and over Jubilee Bridge over to the Underbelly on the Southbank. I mean, sometimes I just fancy the PANTS off this city. More so than I fancied the PANTS off my year 6 crush at the St Mary’s Youth Club Disco (where to be fair I fucking rocked  ...

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