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Fringe 2003 Diary (2)BTG editor Peter Lathan arrived in Edinburgh just after noon on Monday 4th August: by noon on Thursday 7th he was on his way home again. This is his diary.Tuesday 5th August As always, I arrived a little on the early side, so sat for a while with the inevitable fresh orange and then off to see Bloody Poetry in C+2. There are four theatres in the Chambers Street venue, C-1, which is the basement, and then +1, +2 and +3, each, of course, higher up the building. My second show was also in +2, so a fifteen minute wait and back into the same seat as before, for Fräulein Else. After which it was back to the Pleasance Dome to pick up the tickets I'd ordered yesterday, then the five minutes' walk to the Courtyard for The Typographer's Dream. Except it wasn't! Dream is not playing on Tuesdays! I manage to do this every Fringe, no matter how careful I am. Producer James Seabright was in the press office so he said, "Why not go and see Monique? It's a pleasant way to send an hour." (Need I say that he's also producing Monique?) So I did, and he was right. Monique - A French Affair is very definitely a pleasant way of whiling away an hour. It's not really theatre, of course: it's cabaret. But what the hell? I enjoyed it. I came out of the show and within a few minutes began to feel a little queasy . Hunger! I thought, so I popped into Deacon Brodie's Cafe on my way to C Too for a bowl of soup. Nice, thick and sustaining! But the uneasiness in the stomach didn't settle but got worse. I managed to make it through Honk! (which I enjoyed but would have enjoyed far more has I been feeling OK) but the idea of sitting through another show - I was booked to see the NSTC in Blues in the Night - suddenly became very unattractive so I deceided to grab a taxi back to the digs and I was in bed by 10.30. Something like this usually happens to me in the second week but I find an early(ish) night solves the problem. I shall be fine tomorrow. |
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