Meet Kate. She’s a skank. (And, as the producer keeps calling it, a Tesco Value Northern Fleabag).
She could be a successful writer, if she could just concentrate. Instead, her head is filled with recycling concerns, genius ways to ensnare Sexy Gary and the persistent fear that her internal organs are against her.
"A constantly funny play" (British Theatre Guide)
"Skank is laugh-out-loud funny" (She-Wolf)
"Wickedly funny, yet touching" ★★★★ (The Play's The Thing)