It’s an ordinary Friday night in London (you can hear the revellers outside) and we are just some ordinary, theatre-loving people here in a rather ordinary black box theatre. The four-hander Ordinary Days concerns, as the title suggests, four rather ordinary characters; a young couple, an English Lit. post-grad student and …

As I approached the Hampton Hill Theatre last night, I was steeling myself for the second major human drama of the day so far. Unlike the unpredictable conclusion of an election day, Titanic at least has a dependably disastrous ending, which offered some small comfort… I have reviewed this performance …