On my afternoon walk I discovered this strange field. From a distance it looked like a field full of dismembered limbs – but up close I realised it was yellow marrows.
I am enjoying “The Fall” in Stratford. One Americanism I really like. It echoes the season of my show. All it has to do now is snow. Strange how the seasons are always so important in the shows I write. I think this may be partly because musicals often have scenes outside. There is something about taking the audience outside to an expansive world that suits song.