Edinburgh Festival Fringe

Once more the Fringe festival is almost upon us, Princes St. all the way up round Cockburn St. and the Royal Mile are totally buzzing with people from all walks of life. Japanese, Americans, Canadians, Germans and one or two Polish, they turn the City into a month long party for anyone who loves a bit of culture. Some folk go and don't spend a penny (culture vultures), the amount of street performers makes sure of this, as they are allotted a certain amount of time to each act at each part of the city, other entertainers then move in eagerly. Fire breathers (not the pub goers), Jugglers, people doing back flips and sometimes people breathing fire whilst ...

As a wee Scottish lass I'm ashamed to say that I must have been at least about 12 or 13 before I first attended the Fringe. In fact, up to that age I'd been in glorious oblivion to its existence, until one balmy summer evening when I was dangling from the light fittings and annoying my mother, my dad packed me into the car and sped off up the motorway. To be honest, I wasn't expecting much. After all, I was a young teenager and was just developing that always becoming chip on my shoulder and it would be seriously uncool of me to actually enjoy any activity that my poor dad had made an effort to ...

Last August was my first ever visit to the Edinburgh Festival Fringe and I had the time of my life. I laughed so much, walked so much, ate so much and drunk so much that I left it in serious physical pain. But god, was it worth it! The Fringe runs throughout August every year, and comprises hundreds upon hundreds of plays, music events and comedy gigs in tons of venues throughout the city every day and night. I went for the comedy, having seen it on telly for years and always promised myself a trip. First, booking up. As you can imagine, Edinburgh is ABSOLUTELY CHOCCA at this time, so you must book early. I booked my accommodation in February, and ...