A walk through the Botanical Gardens in Sheffield will reveal many things to you
There is a quiet B road that runs south from the Highland town of Aviemore and threads it’s way through the thickly wooded hills and soon leaves the clamour of the town behind. It’s a twisting, winding route with little traffic, a quiet alternative to the heavy roar of the A9 which it parallels.
A feature of the Edinburgh Fringe that I always take notice of is the army of the flyer distributors that inhabit the Royal Mile around where the preview stages sit. There’s is the unsung task of persuading/cajoling/jollying along the passing punters to come and see their show.