I knew this would happen. Never had I any hope of sneaking through the Fringe without being lured in with its main asset: comedy. I’ve never reviewed a comedy show; the woman with the leather-bound gold-tinted notebook, poised to attack with her Parker pen, didn’t really make me feel prepared for what jovial delights were ahead. Anyway, here it is: I came, I laughed, I reviewed. Continue reading The Inane Chicanery of a Certain Adam GC Riches (Fringe 2017)→
Can you guess what one of my favourite shops is? Well, it’s usually something to do with food, but one of my favourite shops not involving “noms” is CEX.
Ah, CEX – a physical representation of the Electronics eBay. One thing to watch out for is what you call it. A simple purchase turned into awkward unrest when I was told curtly by the cashier that the correct pronunciation was “CE-EE-EXE”, not “kecks”. I now call it “Charlie Echo X-ray” to be perfectly clear.
I’m usually in town every Saturday morning for guitar lessons. A trip to CEX is a ritual for me. One Saturday morning browse, I picked up an odd trilogy of films, consisting of James Cameron-produced Sanctum, Rush Hour and Phonebooth. Unfortunately, Sanctum succumbed to sinking down my dusty pile of unwatched and unloved DVDs. What I realised is some sunken treasures are best left in the depths. Continue reading Sanctum: Somewhat Shallow→