For a brief while, that little theatre in Chelsea, near World’s End, was one of our favourite fringe places. Janie and I rated this piece as:
Very good.
Small scale and domestic – that tiny theatre didn’t lend itself to scale works, this one, like the other plays we saw there during that period, held our attention, entertained us and made us think.
Not much in the way of formal reviews to be found, but here goes. Rachel Halliburton in the Independent was sufficiently convinced to write it up briefly:
Lyn Gardner in The Guardian also gave it the short but sweet review treatment: