Three days into the world’s third largest Arts Festival the blue skies on New Road are a moment away as we unload our bags of leaflets.  There is a contortion act from Germany and a lady juggling with knives performing opposite the Pavilion.  A marquee playing acoustic music leaks out abstract melodies occasionally.  An impromptu jamming session starts under an arch when the rain beings to spot.  A steady flow of fringe goers pass by a giant Kaleidoscope found in a bathing hut and amongst all this fun costumed actors offer slightly soggy leaflets.  The rain swings back and fore like a pendulum.