Round off your Fringetide with an afternoon of poetry transfused with comedy. A craic squad of performance poets tackles life's major issues (scary schoolteachers, body hair, missing teapots etc.), pausing only for laughter and medical emergencies. Battered and bruised from the success of previous years, the tag-team returns for another bout of verbal footwork - punching both sides of the belt. They expect to haemorrhage humour of all kinds, from the sanguine and the phlegmatic to occasional melancholy and bile. Warning: excessive side-splitting may lead to blood loss.