AND I LOOKED AT THE SKY

Omnibus Theatre

★★★

“sparkles with wit and nostalgia and a precarious kind of longing”

John does have a point. You’d be hard pushed to fit eighty-six candles on a small birthday cake. So, he made do with one. Betty still complains, however, even though John was up in the early hours baking the cake from scratch. But it’s not about the candle, really. Nor the cake. The cake is symbolic. Its fresh ingredients contrast with the fusty features of a marriage. It is Betty’s birthday – she is a year older than her eighty-five-year-old husband, but her dour expression belies a greater chasm. She spends a lot of time grumbling.

John (John Rayment) is a writer with a shelf full of his published works. Betty (Mary Tillett), an artist. Thery both appear to have enjoyed success in their chosen field, but their creativity has, at last, dried up. Decades ago, they made a pact: when their creative lives were over, they would choose to end their own lives. Together. The time has come to test whether they are going to fulfil this early promise.

Many themes are explored along the way in Tim Stubbs Hughes’ two-hander. The longevity of human connection, ageing, creativity and, above all, the right to choose how we live and ultimately how – and when – we leave this world. It seems that John and Betty have no more memories to build. Their house has boxes full of them and their minds are overflowing. Betty no longer believes in her art. John thinks he hasn’t written anything worthwhile for years. The time seems right. The main gripe I have with this play is that we are half expecting (even urging) John to look up from his newspaper and say, “you go ahead, dear, I’ll follow on later”.

It is hard to warm to Betty’s character which weakens somewhat the intense bond we are supposed to detect between the couple. Mary Tillett’s performance is steeped in naturalism and integrity in which frustration and anger dominate, burying the tenderness that is essential to fully draw us in. John Rayment has a seemingly lighter task as John, yet he finds more nuance. His patience discovers it is not limitless after all, while he decides he doesn’t have to spend all his time appeasing Betty. The fact that they are each given lengthy monologues, while the other is offstage, suggests that they are not quite as intimate as Stubbs Hughes would like us to believe. John has taken to watching television alone at night. When they roll the dice to determine a date for their suicide pact, the crackling emotion is missing.

What this show has in abundance, however, is a poetry of language that the duo deliver with a stop-start musicality. Director Julia Stubbs cues the pauses on the right beat while the dialogue has the rhythms of a rhapsody. The tempo shifts from ballad to protest song; sometimes sad, sometimes full of angst. A description of sunlight on the bedroom wall is full of melancholy and, as they pack away the material clutter of their lives, we are reminded of Stoller and Leiber’s song of disillusionment ‘Is That All There Is?’.

“Will we be missed?” they ask. ‘Will they miss each other?’ is the question we ask. Betty has plenty to get off her shoulder, but she shares it with the audience rather than with John. How she nearly left him, for example. John discovers an early abandoned short story that he feels inspired to return to. Is that enough to call off their pact? You know I’m not going to reveal whether they go through with it or not. But I can reveal that there are some sharp reflections on life as John and Betty wade through their past, looking for themselves.

Two boxes are labelled in Latin; ‘cremanda’ (to burn) and ‘servanda’ (to be kept), into which they pack away their memorabilia. What are echoes of the past and what is just clutter? “And I Looked at the Sky” takes its time to explore its key themes, and we have to separate the clutter from the gems. But when it shines, it sparkles with wit and nostalgia and a precarious kind of longing.

AND I LOOKED AT THE SKY

Omnibus Theatre

Reviewed on 17th September 2026

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Samuel Brooks

AND I LOOKED AT THE SKY

★★★

“less successful when assessed as a piece of theatre, than it was as an informative and engaging lesson”

Edward delivers speed awareness sessions, the type you can opt into to avoid points for speeding, or according to Edward’s experience, be mandated to attend by the police. As audience members, we are told we are in the latter category and encouraged to admit our own driving errors – driving with a hangover, when angry, or when in a rush.

Edward is an old hand at these talks, but today he has forgotten his PowerPoint and is flustered, warm, anxious and thirsty. He is dedicated to sharing his encyclopaediac knowledge of the cause and effects of road traffic ‘incidents’, because there are no accidents, only avoidable mistakes ending in one form of tragedy or another. Sharing facts and figures, he insists (politely and reassuringly) in audience engagement to check our understanding of the hard science of collisions with real life examples, such as the distance a pedestrian can be thrown when hit by a car at a mere 30mph.

In this new, devised one-hander, written by A G Anderson, the amiable Edward , ‘never Ted’ played by Andrew Bruce-Lockhart is an eminently likeable, if very softly spoken, slightly bumbling presenter of his talk, flitting from real life engagement with the audience to more emotional flashbacks of dialogue with people in his life who have been affected by his driving and choices. He keeps forgetting things, or cannot find what he needs, perhaps a symbol for the importance of the deliberate consciousness with which he urges us, repeatedly, to remember: ‘Drive like it matters.’

The staging is minimal, which suits the lecture style setting– a flipboard which does not sit quite straight, a chair and nothing else, but we follow the mood and flashbacks easily with Director Julia Stubb’s lighting changes, as past experiences literally cause Edward to pause and sometimes to recoil at his actions and consequences. There are some effective but not intrusive soundscapes of pulsating rhythms, introduced to highlight the building historic tensions in Edward’s life. The final message brings home our inherent human flaws. These cannot be avoided, but we can reduce the risks when we get behind the wheel of a car by driving more consciously.

This is not primarily a dark show, it is a powerful message which Edward – and the organisations working to promote road safety awareness in the UK – are urgently trying to promote to a new audience by showing it at Edinburgh Fringe and other venues.

‘Edward’s Talk’ was less successful when assessed as a piece of theatre, than it was as an informative and engaging lesson. Nevertheless, the work is extending this important message to a wide cross section of a new audience and as such, it is an interesting and original piece of work.

As Edward says, ‘We are all fragile humans, a mixture of ‘flesh, skin and hope’ and we need to heed the message ‘Drive like you mean it.’

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AND I LOOKED AT THE SKY

★★★

Omnibus Theatre

AND I LOOKED AT THE SKY

Omnibus Theatre

★★★

“sparkles with wit and nostalgia and a precarious kind of longing”