Their ghost stories may not be entirely trustworthy, but tour guides recondition the world we see. Surely that counts as theatreWhen I was younger, I had a job as a ghost tour guide. Dressed in black with a big hat and a cloak that smelt of dust and bad incense I would wander up and down Edinburgh's Royal Mile, telling stories that once might have been true, but by then had been embellished to the point of oblivion. …
SOURCE: The Guardian at 06:38AM on December 20, 2010