Reviews

Once upon a time, the US town of Laramie, Wyoming, was best known as the setting for a famous TV western from the early 1960s. All of this changed in October 1998 when 21 year old Matthew Shepard was tied to a fence post, pistol whipped, beaten, tortured and then abandoned in freezing conditions. He was discovered 18 hours later, by a cyclist – who had mistaken him for a scarecrow and was rushed to hospital where he clung to life for the next five days as news of the brutal crime hit national headlines.

It’s a few minutes before 8 at the Enmore and the enthusiastic crowd is strikingly different to normal, not so young, not so eager to get tanked up at the well-stocked bar. All shapes and sizes, they’ve come to see original Young Talent Timer (when she was 14) Debra Byrne perform, with Vika Bull, the magical songs from Tapestry, Carole King’s 1971 enduring pop album.

Jonah grew up on a farm and spent his teenage years with a camera keeping watch for marauding hoons who began attacking the property after the death of his father. Sophie grew up on the Isle of Mann then moved with her father to share the ground floor of two flats in London. When her father dies and she loses her job, she moves into the first floor flat and renovates the other as a rental property, though she feels that she is gradually disappearing.

Both their mothers have died of pancreatic cancer. They are both now alone.

They say there’s nothing more certain than death and taxes, yet in My Friend Miss Flint the tax man certainly arrives but death is foiled, because how can you plan the death of someone who doesn’t exist?

This is a rather dated English comedy. Nevertheless, in this production directed by Barry Hill, it remains enjoyable due to the competent writing of playwrights Donald Churchill and Peter Yeldham, together with a strong cast.