I don’t think Frances Poet intends her play to be depressing. She has a dry wit, a vigorous way with words and moments of theatrical exuberance that point away from that. But she doesn’t make things easy. Still, the Traverse’s flagship Edinburgh festival show, involves a woman housebound with chronic pain, a man in the closing moments of dementia and a couple with a stillborn baby. And let’s not forget the dog that has to be put down. [read more]