Guest Host Stranger Ghost
Three 30-somethings temporarily and cheaply rent a house owned by an elderly woman now living her last months in a nursing home. The house is in limbo, abandoned in a sudden health crisis, never again to be occupied by its owner, but held until their death as dictated by the State, rented out by her children, to be sold posthumously as a condition of the Nursing Home Support Fair Deal Scheme. The lives of its 3 current occupants go on, surrounded by the stuff of this woman’s entire life.
Guest Host Stranger Ghost began as an impulse to tell a story about the transience and impermanence that faces my generation, and an understanding of our current housing crisis as a full spectrum that reaches into the lives of every inhabitant. An urgent story about our culture and environment, it is concerned with the steady loss of social housing, the rapid growth in the need for nursing home places, and a contemporary housing anxiety where the only permanence is transience.
In a puddle in the path on the street outside a flat, a man finds a lost doll. Dolly is the story of this encounter and the unlikely friendship which follows. A play for young audiences, age 5+. Development continues.
In the meantime, here’s Louis Armstrong.
I said hello, Dolly, well, hello, Dolly
It’s so nice to have you back where you belong
You’re lookin’ swell, Dolly, I can tell, Dolly
You’re still glowin’ you’re still crowin’
You’re still goin’ strong
I feel the room swayin’
While that ole band keeps on playin’
One of your old favourite songs from way back when
So take her wrap, fellas, find her an empty lap, fellas
Dolly’ll never go away again