GEOFF BOTTOMS relishes a profoundly human portrait of a family as it evolves across 55 years in Sheffield
ONE night in Dundee, a woman and two men break into a Spar supermarket. They get drunk. One bloke urges the other to respect the woman. And that’s about all there is to Hindu Times.
Whether this situation is dramatic, or plausible, enough to be a play is open to question and you learn very little about the characters in Jaimini Jethwa’s work, her contribution to Soundstage, the new season of audio plays hosted by the Royal Lyceum Edinburgh and Pitlochry Festival theatres.
Speaking an elaborate Dundonian patois, the characters don’t appear to have families or social connections. And they fantasise that they are Hindu gods and goddesses.
For sure, it’s bizarrely amusing to hearing the words Marhabharata, Dashavatara and Bhagavad Gita in thick Scots accents, in sentences that include the words “North Pus,” “nae ridin’ and bidin’” and “a’ this ding-dong charlie.”
The book feels like a writer working within his limits and not breaking any new ground, believes KEN COCKBURN
ANGUS REID squirms at the spectacle of a bitter millennial on work experience in a gay sauna
ANGUS REID applauds the ambitious occupation of a vast abandoned paper factory by artists mindful of the departed workforce
MARY CONWAY recommends a play that some will find more discursive than eventful but one in which the characters glow



