SPECIAL DELIVERY FROM GRACE: THE FRINGE DIARY IS FULL (AND SO IS MY POSTBAG)
Well luvvies, what a palaver it’s been over at Theatre Village HQ. You’d think I was sorting first-class letters for the King with the amount of envelopes, emails, invites and intrigue that’s been flying through the postbox. It’s been a right royal ruckus trying to figure out which Edinburgh Fringe shows to cheer on… and which ones, sadly, are heading for the recycling bin. (Don’t worry, we recycle responsibly. Even the press releases printed in Comic Sans.)
But breathe easy, my theatrical darlings — the end is in sight! The Theatre Village diary is now fully booked with shows we genuinely believe have a sparkle of something special. We’re championing these underdogs, oddballs, powerhouses and potential smash hits with all the gusto of a stage mum at opening night.
Now let’s be honest — not every show will be a five-star triumph, and that’s alright. What matters is that you as a performer made it. You brought your voice, your vision, your props, your fake moustaches, and possibly a cardboard set to the most thrilling creative chaos on earth. We see you. We are rooting for you.
Once the glitter settles and my shoes stop sticking to the bar floor, Theatre Village will be back to our usual programming, showering love on the fabulous regional theatres we adore. But for now, Grace is packing her satchel, strapping on her comfiest walking boots, and getting ready to swap the cobbled streets of Edinburgh for a few extra miles on the local post round. (No more hiding in tech runs with a bag of Percy Pigs, alas.)
We’re only up at the Fringe for a whirlwind week this year —I considered sleeping in a prop trunk at Greenside, but apparently that’s “not appropriate.” So, we’re making the most of every minute.
And here’s your golden chance: we’ve kept one glorious day free just to roam. If you spot me ( although I am fictious) or Andrew wandering about, come say hello, wave your flyer, pitch your passion. We might just squeeze your show in — and you’ll get the Grace seal of approval, complete with an imaginary stamp and an enthusiastic “Ooh go on then!”
To every single artist performing this year: you’ve already done something incredible. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.
Right. I’m off to iron my Theatre Village t-shirt and memorise the route from Venue 13 to Venue 186 without Google Maps. Pray for me.
With love, stamps, and stagey joy,
Grace Hatchell
Your Fringe-delivering, gossip-gathering, star-spotting postie x
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