“You don’t want to become an artist, it’s a miserable existence”, says one grime-covered miner to the other. After an electrical explosion they’re trapped over a thousand feet under ground. They’re running out of food and water. “Miserable”, agrees the other. “Look at Van Gogh.” A beat. “Wanker.” Banter in spite of desperation that’s what […]
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Handbagged at the Vaudeville
“Mrs Thatcher has got eyes like a psychotic killer, but a voice like a gentle person. It is a bit confusing.” This could have been a line uttered by one of the characters in Moira Buffini’s new play but it’s actually taken from Adrian Mole’s Secret Diary. It is fitting to quote Adrian today not […]