1936 by Gruffudd Owen
Lloyd George is dead. The former Prime Minister has nothing better to do other than relax with a pint and a paper in the old Pen-lan Fawr pub. There are photos of him on the walls which remind him of better days: A photo of him as a young and radical politician; a photo at the official opening of Pwllheli golf club, and another of him as an old man in 1936 in the Berchestgarden standing alongside Adolf Hitler. But someone else pops into the Pen-lan Fawr to while away a few hours…
An absurd play about history, old men, and the shadow of their actions over all of us…
