Lies My Garden Told Me
Alan Hindle | Saturday 13 August, 2011 16:26
Lies My Garden Told Me is a wonderfully sweet clown show in 5D (See! Hear! Sniff! Poke! Taste! But you probably shouldn’t! You weren’t meant to eat that!) about a little girl scrabbling around her back garden and learning beautiful, terrible truths about life. She meets a baby bird, which seems to have been born in the Bronx, a posh spider and a frenetic fly hopped up on poo. Fleur Alexander, recently back from clown school in America, with her abilities as a clown miraculously intact, tells an absolutely charming tale with the help of only a few clever props and some mime. She retains that precious, childlike joy some performers are able to fake but she has the real stuff in buckets. Alexander beams with true delight throughout her first Fringe play. This show could easily tour schools- there’s only pone ‘fuck’ in it, and teachers need only be given a study pack informing them when exactly to tell children to cover their ears. Or, possibly, that fuck could be taken out on the day. Whatever. But what is magical about Lies My Garden Told Me is that it has the power to turn adults into six year-olds.
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