Escaped Alone at Red Stitch

A sun-drenched suburban backyard, four older women: Vi, Sally and Lena and the visiting Mrs Jarrett reflect on their lives over the course of many summers together. A mariticide, an ailurophobe, a shut-in and a sometime lollypop lady. The years run into each other and the recollections take on a strangely unsettling tone as the neighbourly Mrs J takes turns as both narrator, and bizarre, cryptic chronicler of doom.

Churchill’s fantastical evocation of the mundane teetering on the edge of the apocalypse is at once a linguistic joy ride, a car crash and a theatrical marvel.