It has been an emotional journey. The three weeks of intense activity that make up England’s largest arts festival are finally coming to an end.
With one week to go, whichever direction I happen to be walking seems to involve a pause at the Hendrick’s Library of Delightfully Peculiar Writings for a gin and tonic. It is a habit to which I have been happy to succumb, and how.
The abject misery of a month’s rain in a week gave way to beautiful sunshine. Just in time for the thousands that gathered at Fringe City to see the Saturday afternoon outdoor entertainment, joined this weekend by all the trendy music types attending the Great Escape.
There is a collective hum of activity growing around Brighton at the moment. Venues are being built, banners going up, tickets being bought by the thousand and performers warming up. In spite of the spectre of meteorological doom, England’s largest arts festival is about to begin.
And no, it’s NOT raining in Brighton- and nor will [...]
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