Fringe Reflection

Posted by Luke Jones

Fringe Reflection

I had two hours to kill. I was waiting at Pleasance Court, wondering what to do with my precious two hour break between shows. I saw, lingering, just over the roof of the Court, Arthur’s Seat. I scaled down the side of the city, working my way through council estates and flash new buildings. I then stood at the bottom, and looked up. The sun was crisp and golden.

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Fiction

Posted by Fleur Kenneally

Fiction

A piece where you feel between states.. Asleep or awake? An experience not to forget.

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CELL

Posted by Fleur Kenneally

CELL

A skilful piece of visual theatre and puppetry by Smoking Apples and Dogfish Theatre

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