Written for the lovely Mobius, who gave me my first full time job - you can see the blog on their website here. There was a period of about five years – 2008 to 2012, to be precise – when going to the Edinburgh Fringe every summer was by far the most interesting and important thing in my life. For most of that time, I was working for Mobius – my first job out of drama school – and as July drew to a close each year we’d pack up our office and tumble on to the train heading North from St Pancras, sweating in our anoraks under the weight of our luggage, some poor mug carrying the printer.
On Edinburgh Fringe
On Edinburgh Fringe
On Edinburgh Fringe
Written for the lovely Mobius, who gave me my first full time job - you can see the blog on their website here. There was a period of about five years – 2008 to 2012, to be precise – when going to the Edinburgh Fringe every summer was by far the most interesting and important thing in my life. For most of that time, I was working for Mobius – my first job out of drama school – and as July drew to a close each year we’d pack up our office and tumble on to the train heading North from St Pancras, sweating in our anoraks under the weight of our luggage, some poor mug carrying the printer.