Edinburgh. August. The streets are full of… The streets are full. Period. Performers struggle on and off buses with the most unlikely assortment of objects. Will they be allowed on? It’s always an entertaining spectator sport. I once saw someone get on with a full-sized concert harp. They may be dressed as rabbits, aliens, Roman centurions, Elizabethan courtiers… no one bats an eyelid.
That was one of the thoughts that inspired my first novel The Chaos Clock: the idea that in the middle of Edinburgh in August, no one would notice if time got a bit mixed up and people from the past started appearing.
But whatever they’re wearing/impersonating, they will have a lanyard with some sort of important looking pass clipped to it.
Edinburgh. August. You are literally no-one without a lanyard.
Original concept and interesting story
By: Bobbie Chisem on August 5, 2019
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