Uninvited

T0873517603
A stranger is sitting in your house, whistling. He's drinking the tea, he's doing the washing up and he's got his eyes on the egg whisk. Outside? A cul-de-sac full of gym-attending, pub-drinking, socially-able show offs. Inside? Wallpaper that won't stop talking, and him... And then of course there's her, and salvation in the smell of her Madeira cake.

Author

Peter Mortimer

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Archive :: production:T0873517603, play:S1724729545, venue:V258

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