I have been at the Edinburgh Festival for nearly a week now, feeding my beast with lots of great theatre and Book Festival events. I’m staying with OldMan and LittleSon in two studenty bedsit rooms off Leith Walk. Each day, LittleSon and I set off, tickets in hand, to go and see stuff. The best thing we have seen so far (family shows apart) is Beowulf – A Thousand Years of Baggage – a raunchy rock-cabaret rendition of the Seamus Heaney version – with a lovely bit of Anglo Saxon at the end.… read more