Wins itself incredible extra bonus Fringe Points for being situated more or less in the middle of a council estate. The theatre is a cool (in the sense of skirting cold) basement with good enough facilities but no backstage or point of entry short of a sidedoor: fine for a lot of the dance/physical theatre shown there. They programme a lot of young companies, which ups the consumer risk accordingly. There's a comfy café playing live music, and rather a lot of arts college poseurs in the audience.

Having only been to The Blue Elephant once, in order to see an absurdist Swedish caberet duo (whose show climaxed with a reimagining of the theme to Titanic, complete with model toy ship), I am, perhaps, ill-equipped to comment on the place as a venue or theatrical arts hub.

But what I can say is that The Blue Elephant is a delightfully ramshackle theatre with creaky steps, about sixteen seats and a bar with one type of beer and two types of wine: red or white - you'll have to go elsewhere for a wider selection of grapes.

Based on what we saw, The Blue Elephant takes risks, which suggests that sometimes you might see something of just-above school play standard, but that you will, occasionally, come across a transcendent work of blistering art. Like that Titanic thing.