Photography by Mark Dawson
My girlfriend thinks I’m obsessed with death. Well maybe I am, but only as much as the next rotting sack of bones.
It’s Terry’s birthday. At 27, he is now older than his older brother Danny.
With a shoebox full of dead ladybirds, Terry reminisces over their childhood, whilst fighting to come to terms with his regrets over how things could have been different. A darkly comic monologue about boys, Christmas socks and not growing up.
Previewed at Nottingham Playhouse
Performed at Buxton Fringe, Landor_Space (London) and the Television Workshop (Nottingham)
"Heart-breaking and relentless"
"Director Louisa Sanfey displays a sense of restraint without denying the script’s lyrical touches"
"Despite the show’s darkness, Hugh Dichmont’s writing has a lightness of touch"
"A commanding central performance by Steve Conlin"
Top Ten plays not to miss
Written by Hugh Dichmont
Directed by Louisa Sanfey
Performed by Steve Conlin
Set & Costume by Connie Burley
Lighting Design by Ali Hunter