How do you carry on when there’s no such thing as society? Betty and Phil do – somehow…

‘I’m trapped in Bruno’s infernal machine: this is how it always begins…’

‘I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me’

A night of Burlesque!

‘Wherein is Laide open, Love’s Constancy, Fortunes Inconstancy and Death’s Triumphs.’