Since October, I’ve been working on two shows for the festive season: one, an immersive weekly cabaret; the other, an Edinburgh take on The Christmas Carol. Similar to The Suppliant Women, there was a callout for singers to play protestor carolers in the production. Yes, protestor carolers. The ban on Christmas/Yule vacation in Scotland wasn’t … More An Edinburgh Christmas Carol [production week]
Boxing Day, 2am. Snow has fallen. In six hours, specs will remain. In seven, there will be no trace. Just a secret between me and the nocturnal. One of my favourite things about snow at night is the way it dampens sound. When it fell, I was the only one awake (animals excluded), and snuck … More A Secret Snowfall
Another year, another birthday spent ill, this time it’s a flooring cold. That’s why I got on a plane headed for Paris earlier today, at the tail end of said cold. (Ok, this was planned well in advance, but let’s pretend this is medically sound advice). After a week of scarves, jumpers, golden milk and … More Belated Birthday
Annnd I’m back. Felt a bit odd yesterday, but on with the show! So despite our calls to the weather gods, the snow never came – at least, not down here. Awaking to a slight dusting upon the ridges, peeking out from the hazy clouds, brought some comfort. Except I can’t ski on them … More Daily Chamonix | Vertigo
Another day of more of the same, and all through the valley the same question ricochets from everyone’s lips: where is the snow?