PAUL DONOVAN is chilled by the contemporary resonance of Harper Lee’s coming of age tale amidst racism and white supremacy in this excellent production
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GEOFF BOTTOMS recommends the unashamedly light-hearted escapism on offer in this stage version of the 1963 film
Full of mysterious religious references and radical sound design, the Scottish duo’s new offering is candidate for album of the year, suggests SIMON DUFF
MARY CONWAY revels in a powerful reminder that human lives are not defined by physical perfection
PAUL DONOVAN recommends the fine performances in this account of the pre-war meeting between the US president and the British king
TECLYN AROD relishes an intimate celebration of jazz improvisation that mixes local and national musicians
Poundland, 9am
This morning, out shopping in
Poundland
I saw a man I thought I knew
He was grappling at length with some pickle
And re-stacking some Irish stew
“Excuse me?” I asked, “Don’t I know you?”
He answered: “I couldn’t care less.”
It was then that I knew where I knew him from
It was our old friend IDS.
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