Directed by Ali Chapman (Festival of Fools).
What happens when a man's man, hard and fast, breaks open? More...
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'I'm having this one at home, Danny, and if you want to be there, you'd better sort yourself out and see someone, cos I ain't going through all that again like we did with Wilamena.'
I says, 'See someone? See who?'
She says, 'Well, I don't mean a bleedin' turf accountant, do I?'
I says, 'Yeah well Fanny, maybe I don't want to be there. Maybe I don't want to be standing there knee deep in all that muck and filth, listening to you screaming the bleedin' house down, wondering what nosey Nora next door is thinking. I mean it's not as if we're detached, is it?'
She didn't have an answer for that one.
She watches one "Richard and Judy", right, and suddenly it's all "home-births" this, "yoga" that.
I says, 'Oh yeah, Fanny, and if you're still on about "natural active childbirth" in a month's time, I'll buy me own bleedin' yoga mat. Alright!?'
Play 2 ~ Jenny
Directed by Ollie and Kirsty Hurd-Thomas, Annika Brown
Full-blooded librarian seeks love and real men in a world gone large print and trash-romance mad. More...
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'And then there was Billy. The Kid. Such a big boy, and such a cheeky grin.
He wandered in that first day looking like a lost soul.
I said, 'Can I help you, young man?'
He looked a bit lost, a bit fat and a bit bald, keeping it hidden under his baseball cap, but you can tell, can't you.
And he came over and said. 'Yeah. Is this the library, then?'
I said, 'Yes. . . Did you want the library?'
So he comes over a bit closer, and he looks me up and down!
And then he stares. . . No. He looks, just looks, at my . . .breasts. Just looks at them, And then he looks up at me, I mean at my eyes, smiles and says,
'You know what? I think I do. What've you got?'
To regress is to enter a state of mind where one can remember everything one has ever experienced. To "remember" who his father might be, Billy tries regression therapy, but discovers far more than he bargained for. (More...)
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~How much Laudanum did you give him, Benjamin? He looks dangerously ill. His convulsions more ghastly by the hour.
~I gave him no less and no more than he needs, Mr Potts. I am quite sure. ~I have known neither seas nor seasickness like it. Are all crossings to Scotland as treacherous?
~I don’t believe so. Listen Jonathan. I want you to brace yourself. I do not expect James to last the night.
~What were you two talking about? He was speaking about you . . .in his sleep. Something about a slave girl, Angelique?
~I know no one of such a name. Hold him down. I believe just one more measure may calm him.