We meet Richard as he is preparing for yet another interview
and as usual he has gone overboard with the preparation.
So much so that Lynne, his wife, decides to sneak off for some peace and quiet.
Richard decides to go for a night out with a friend to calm his nerves and
returns later that night rather the worse for wear.
He awakes the next morning to meet the displeasure of his wife and to a postman
delivering twelve condolence cards.
His mother-in-law arrives to inform him that he died two weeks ago and
then two undertakers from the Co-Op turn up insisting that they have come to bury him.
Could it get any worse? Yes, and it does.
He is arrested for drug-trafficking, spends the night in a cell and discovers
that his wife has had an alleged affair.
Things are not good, and as Richard says quite eloquently:
“Where’s the ray of sunshine in all this?”
Dealing with the issue of identity theft the story has a unique twist
to the ending of the play which lifts the spirits.