On a misty November evening in the Swilcan Suite Ballroom of Hotel du Vin, students in black tie shuffled chips across green felt tables. The semesterly black tie event for the Global Investment Group— known on campus simply as GIG — had returned in the form of a casino night. It was a social event, but the undercurrent was unmistakably serious: these were students who, between lectures and essays, manage a real investment fund, cultivate an alumni network stretching into sen

By Geordie Coles   On seeing Men Should Weep by Ena Lamont Stewart, it was always going to be a tale of two cities for me. One was the play’s own setting of Glasgow. The other was my Grandfather’s Edinburgh. Both set in 1930s tenements, the gruelling post-depression era was an economic bludgeon to the entire world and was particularly felt by the lower echelons of society. When I was watching this ambitious play, first performed in 1947 and now at The StAge, I was watching my

TWO is a play about love, loss and betrayal – and Mermaids’ latest rendition left me suspended between laughter and stunned melancholy. Jim Cartwright’s script unfolds in a small-town pub, the lives of its drinkers and owners revealing the quiet tragedies behind everyday love. As I sat in the buzzing Barron for the opening night performance, my expectations were blank. The cartoonish set — a bar drawn in thick, newspaper-like outlines, with matching chairs and an all-green wa

By Geordie Coles Robert Frost (Time Life Pictures)     “Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one...

By Eliza O'keefe In one of my classes, the table has a rectangular hole in the middle, and you can look down the middle and see...

A review of the romantic tragicomedy Constellations.

Scandinavian-Bridget-Jonesy-New-Yorker vibe - is this the St Andrews aesthetic?