Last night we enjoyed the final two one act plays:

Babysitting Calvin by John H. Newmeir performed by Service Players

After several plays with dystopian aoutlook, this was a real comedic relief.
Slapstick all the way. Lots of laughs and action.
Poor Mum having to suffer her questioning mother and take care of Calvin!
She deserved a night on the tiles.
Womanising Bob was a real character to despise,
first coming on to Donna then trying it on with Laura.
But at least Calvin ran rings round him.
The ‘lovely’, manipulative baby Calvin got his comeuppance in the end
by uttering his first words, but I think Bob got off lightly with only a soiled suit.
Thank you Service Players for many laughs.

The Dumb Waiter by Harold Pinter performed by Service Players

Our final play continuing the theme of ‘it doesn’t have meaning’.
With good contrasts between the two assassins this dark comedy played along
with twists and turns which made no sense, except what we, the audience, imagined.
Were they really top flight assassins or just incompetent bunglers?
How could anyone read the IOM Courier Classified ads for so long?
Does anyone tie their shoe laces so meticulously?
For professionals, they appeared not to understand how to dress with their
shoulder holsters and would they ever have been able to deploy their guns from
said holsters in the heat of the moment?
We will never know.
A great end to the Festival, well done Service Players.