The whole affair had a definite feeling of British quirk about it with Peter Pan collars, sweetheart necklines, sheer layers and bows galore, with a fair bit of Fifties glamour thrown in the mix.
A fantastically funny, dark and cynical performance which pokes at the absurdity of people and the exasperation familiar to anyone who has ever worked in the service industry.
Time to get ourselves willingly lost in the labyrinthine Waterloo tunnels for another year of the bizarre, the innovative and the provocative in a six-week festival of theatre, art, music and performance.