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"There ent much use for reality out here, but I could tell you a few truths. I could sing you a song of welly boots and blood, knitting needles and caster oil. There will be pigs that scream, a girl who cannot feed herself, a miracle baby - and a flatness that consumes us." Take one baby and a mother who's not sure if she's ready. Add a soldier returned from war and a grandmother holding the fort. Mix in a landscape of flatness and a pinch of violence in the countryside and maybe, just maybe, you'll get a miracle. A play about wanting a better life.

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Author: Molly Davies