Hannah Weetman: I Don't Know What I Did Last Summer

Bury the truth, and get pissed do you don’t remember!

Everything was going so well, first home, engaged, 2 air-fryers, then a spanner in the works as her now ex-fiancé walks out, taking an air fryer and hopes of a stable future. This isn’t a break up show, this is a show about the aftermath.

Living the dream in a three-bed house in a middle-class estate with half the mortgage still paid for, last minute birthday celebrations with middle-aged parents, dad with a nervous disposition and recently diagnosed high blood pressure. A ‘slut night’ which autocorrects to ‘slur night’ in everyone’s calendars, accidentally pulling pensioners, a nan who’s ‘spite deaf’ and attempting to get laid by a bricklayer, who managed to get lost in a coach station which is one room.

Expect thrills, bills, neighbourhood watch and a game of ‘house sabotage’ as Weetman tries to drag out her shambolic summer and ignore the palaver she’s found herself in!