At five o'clock one afternoon, John finds himself in ancient Rome. Taking him for a tourist wih stupid jewellery on his face, one of the locals runs him through with his broadsword. As John lies writhing on the pavement, a small chariot comes by, driven by a Samaritan. Unfortunatley, it is a bad Samaritan.| 17 Jun 98 to 21 Jun 98 | Traverse Theatre Edinburgh Performance Details => Venue archive |
