A gentle Proustian fisting.
Daniel Kitson’s perfect device.
Agit-prop as a spiky, colourful, rubber reaction ball.
My not so beloved father.
A new political theatre.
A mannered disorder.
A ceremony that struck to theatre’s heart.
Practicing practice-based criticism.
Grit spoiled by oyster.
The woman question.
Prize money to support new Royal Court commission.
My life in the ghosts of bush.
Anally-fisting Stephen Mangan for laughs.
Present without reason.