PASTA WITH KETCHUP:
or How We Learned To Stop Queueing And Love Bombs.
One is skinny, sharp, clean cut, suited and booted, misanthropic and probably destined for an early grave.
The other is Italian, fuller bodied, bearded, so dry he’s arid, and probably destined for an early grave.
They’re both Virgos apparently.
One loves his country so much he wants to live in Italy.
The other loves his country so much he’s lived in the UK for the past 7 years.
Like spaghetti and ketchup, they should not go together: but you know they naturally will.
Tickets £5 available https://cam.tickets.red61.com/performances.php?eventId=3113:714
Performing 9.30pm 22nd, 23rd, 29th, 30th