The modern language and reality of struggling to conceive a child have become inadvertently brutal, distilling what was once personal and familial grief to statistics made public. Trying (failing). Round 1. Round 2. Round 3. Ding ding, you’re out.
First performed in 1968 following the decriminalisation of homosexuality and the overturning of strict theatre censorship laws, Spitting Image was the UK's first openly gay play. Seizing the opportunity, writer Colin Spencer centred his anti-authoritarian comedy on a gay male couple, one of whom discovers he is pregnant.
Mine, performed by a new young theatre company, Who Said Theatre, is actor-playwright Georgia Taylforth's first play. While mainly light-hearted on the surface, it deals with some deep issues raised by pregnancy, particularly those of ownership and identity. Can we ever say that we own anyone, even our children?
Abortion is still illegal in Ireland, as it was during 1984 when the Kerry Babies scandal raged forth from the intertwined powers of church and state. It was a cruel culmination of a logic that imposes shame on women’s bodies, on their sexual activity whilst excusing men, and on their ability to choose to not follow through with an unwanted pregnancy. For all the difference between then and now, on the day that I saw And the Rope Still Tugging Her Feet, #TwoWomenTravel was trending.