Well, hello British contemporary drama. Old couple, check. Working class, small town, check. Troubled neighbor boy, check. Bad relationships with own kid, trying to compensate by turning said neighbor boy into own kid, check. Lots of silence, check. Bit of understated humor, check. Sudden, random physical acts like checking your breast for lumps, check. Unspoken stuff for the audience to decipher , check. Pretty elegant exposition and good characters and dialogue, check, check, check. The kind of quality, realistic writing that is significant for thirteen out of twelve Royal Court plays, check.

Also, six very short, strange little scenes set in the Canary Islands a year later. Which might be the best thing about the play, or the worst. ( )