The Tailor of Inverness
The set was minimal - the sort I like best because it allows the imagination to work. There was the tailor's bench, his chair, the clothes rack - and a wall that became something else with clever lighting.
The play itself was about memory, the tales we choose to tell about ourselves, and the effect of war. There was one point when I realised it felt like the entire audience was holding its breath. No sweet unwrapping, no fidgeting, no removal of velcro fastenings on boots (as happened immediately behind me the last time I visited the theatre) making it altogether a great theatre experience. I'm really pleased we took the chance on Hodmandod Senior's cough not interrupting things (it didn't).