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Tuesday, April 1

Tag: Mahesh Dattani

A Little Drape of Heaven – Camden Fringe Online
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A Little Drape of Heaven – Camden Fringe Online

Before streaming A Little Drape of Heaven, part of Camden Fringe 2022, we were advised to ``go to a closet, find a piece of clothing to hold close to your heart, and press play on the audio link”. So, clutching my late mother’s jumper to my heart and, ignoring the puzzled look on my husband’s face, I pressed play on my laptop - only to be told the piece of clothing should belong to someone of the opposite sex. To me, this is classed as audience participation which I hate. And though I was the only one in the audience (my husband having left the room), not in a million years was I going back to the wardrobe to find an item of his clothing to clutch. Swati Das narrates in a lovely, sing-song voice and early on it’s clear she is the voice of a sari, being unwrapped after 10 years of ...