We eat a whole Camembert and drink tea while the missing key is eventually discovered and the hall is set up. It’s amazing. Strip lighting and square tables with plastic chairs, bring your own booze and bowls of peanuts for the audience to eat at their tables and a tiny raffle at the interval. The dressing room is the kitchen with only a wobbly bit of wood separating us from the audience. Linda and Robin discuss their favourite dressing rooms and it is decided this tops the Wyndham’s and the Duke of Yorks. Genuinely. We are all extremely happy in this tiny crowded kitchen with a large Romanian rescue dog, his various bowls of ‘Winalot’ and only room to stand or crouch. The audience have to walk through the kitchen/our dressing room to use the toilets at the interval. They are extremely vocal during the show and appear to be loving it. So are we, we win a bottle of red wine in the raffle which spurs us on and the second act flys by. Before we know it we are back in the pub, pint in hand chatting to the audience about farming and dementia and ‘wooofing’.