Art of the Future

The Edinburgh Fringe is dead for another year. I haven’t gone anywhere near it this year. I have enjoyed/detested reading reviews with a heady combination of jealousy and relief as friends are judged, dismissed and lauded. There will be epic Facebook post-mortems and some hand-wringing about the direction of the festival and its long-term viability,Continue reading “Art of the Future”

Good Morning, Wednesday Morning

I awoke this morning, as is customary at the moment, at some point between 6.30 a.m. and 7.00 a.m. Last night I had resolved to return to the gym in the morning as part of a renewed attempt to stave off inevitable, imminent decline. On the rare occasions I am in the gym I preferContinue reading “Good Morning, Wednesday Morning”