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Me and the HamiltonsOn the second Friday of the Fringe, Lunch with the Hamiltons at the Pleasance Dome had what must surely be the finest performance on the Fringe for many a year. Neil and Christine Hamilton have re-created themselves as stage and screen stars, following a life in politics and a few too many headlines when they were accused of toying with the affections of a prostitute and riling Mohammed Al Fayed. If this seems like a journalist turning up sleaze, it isn't. It comes from the scripted introduction from the new Richard and Judy. This couple are hardly shrinking violets, both dressed in vibrant orange and indeed, celebrity plant personality specialist Richard Masheder, camply but smartly dressed all in white decided that Christine was a raucous red-hot poker while her hubby is a daisy. Rather than being chased off, he was allowed a song medley. The first guest was the very witty Steve Rawlings, a Tosser from the celebrated juggling group, who worked wonders throwing furniture around and working with the sponsor's champagne delicately balanced on his chin before subsequently sending a drop or two down his throat. Philip York made two appearances, first in the guise of Robert Maxwell as whom he is currently starring and then, dressed down, as himself. Finally, for the first time, the ever-cheery Hamiltons had invited a guest critic to tell the sell-out house about all that is best in Edinburgh. Modesty prevents the reviewer from naming himself or lauding what will undoubtedly be described as a definitive performance from a stage debutante who should win awards. Star rating? Four stars, of course! Philip Fisher |
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