We have just had our final rehearsal-space-rehearsal at Under the Hammer, Sam Hill and I firing questions off at each other while a cat curled up against me. Fired questions. We could, should? Have run the play all the way through again, like we have done before. There’s a certain fear in not doing so, I understand. But we both had problems, nigglings morelike, to do with this or that part of the script, which turned into a good couple of hours of discussion and play.