Women get the raw end of the deal no matter how young or old they are, how mainstream or alternative. Two late twenty-somethings, acquaintances through a mutual late friend but with completely opposite personalities, end up bonding over important issues but with dry humour and restrained emotion. Despite the content, Eggs avoids catering purely to women.
Happiness is a Cup Of Tea was a definite highlight of the Camden Fringe last year. As a drastically shorter piece of work, the one woman play performed and written by Annie Mckenzie left a lasting impression, after it’s performance at Canal Café Theatre as part of a night of short works called Indelible Images. Now a much extended piece at just under an hour at Vault Festival the high standard of writing and delivery is every inch identical, with every aspect of grief covered.
Why is it so hard to talk about our mental health? Why is it we can openly tell our friends when we’ve got a headache, or an upset stomach (well, maybe), but find it so difficult to confess that we’re having a bad day, or that we spent last night in tears for no obvious reason? And what if we’re secretly terrified that there might be something wrong with us, but we don’t know how to begin asking someone for help?
Without question, my best new writing discovery of 2015 was young writer Isley Lynn’s play Tether at Edinburgh Fringe. This surprising, diverse two-hander also made it into the top five of my Top 10 Shows of 2015 so I was excited to receive an invitation to her autobiographical play Skin A Cat at Vault Festival.