1st May, 2009 - 10 Anecdotes About Fringe 2009 #4

I appreciate that my blog entries can verge on the saccharine from time to time. I am sure that it has something to do with fatherhood. So, for those of you that wish to avoid slushy over-sentimentality, please read no further. I promise you that I will return to rants about the Scottish Executive soon enough.

However, I went to see a show called "Giraffes Can't Dance" at the Fringe this year with the kids. Huge puppets and silly dances and brilliant acting. The basic premise is that the Giraffe can't dance but he wants to go dancing, and we follow him on his quest to find his dancing feet. It is a bit like Ulysses. Except with a talking tortoise.

However, the show featured some very naughty monkeys. They got up to all sorts of high jinks and petty crime. They even stole one of the daddies from the audience. At this, Number 1 Girl (now 3 years old and no longer bald) flung her arms around my neck and looked very seriously at me saying: "The naughty monkeys won't steal my daddy. I'll look after you."

Now. If that's not worth the price of admission, I don't know what is.