Memoirs of a Biscuit Tin
A topsy turvy tale for grown ups…. Devised and Produced by Maison Foo
‘on a lost lost day, was a lost lost street. Down the lost lost street was a lost lost house that seemed to have misplaced it’s owner…’
All is not well at Number 92. Mrs Benjamin, the house’s owner has disappeared, leaving the neglected house in a damp, dusty decaying state. In an act of desperation the house, determined to find their missing owner, set out to look for her discovering on the way a curious biscuit tin full of memories, taking the house on a journey in to the life their beloved Mrs Benjamin.
An intriguing tale filled with mischief, disobedience, isolation and forgetfulness.
This charming and exciting new piece of visual theatre follows the story of a decaying house, a forgotten old lady and the memories that lie within.
With an inventive blend of physical theatre, puppetry, clowning, and object manipulation, Maison Foo brings to life the imaginative topsy turvy world lurking behind the door of number 92.
Co-commissioned by Déda and supported by the National Lottery through Arts Council England.
Maison Foo are proud to be sponsored by Dementia UK, Deda, Derby Festé and Fox Graphic Design for their Edinburgh run.
CREATIVE TEAM
Performers/Devisers: Bethany Sheldon, Kathryn Lowe and Jennifer Sunmer
Composer/Sound Designer: Matthew Marks
Clowning Mentor: Mick Barnfather
Animation: Tracey Meek
Lighting Design: Mark Richards
Producer mentor: Lucia Hogg
Production Photos by Robert Day
‘With both of its performances having sold out earlier this week, I felt privileged to be amongst the audience on the opening night of Maison Foo's Memoirs of a Biscuit Tin is, quite simply, a stunning piece of theatre….where laughter can give way to serious contemplation before returning soon after…a fascinating bittersweet representation of dementia.’
Derby Evening Telegraph
‘Memoirs of a Biscuit Tin…With its ingenious use of sets and the comfortable ease with which its performers interacted was a brave, sympathetic glimpse of an oft neglected section of society.’
Leicester Mercury
