En route to the Theatre Royal I am berating myself for leaving my notepad at home. I mean really: what kind of reviewer forgets to bring anything to take notes on? I needn’t have feared performer Danyah Miller’s judgement: demolishing the fourth-wall as amiably and easily as she might offer somebody a cup of tea, Miller invites the audience to stand if they relate to statements. From last-minute tidying to nagging mums and body image concerns, Miller proves that we are all by admission imperfect.
