Mass faintings


‘Our piazza became a field hospital in 2006, when we produced “Titus Andronicus”. It was a thunderous and bloodthirsty production: when Lavinia walked slowly out with stumps for hands and spat her tongue from her bloody mouth, there would be a pause then a single splat, followed by a couple more and then a spate of them all round, as audience bodies dropped like ninepins in the yard and in the seats. Our first-aid room couldn’t cope since between 30 or 40 dropped each show, and several had to be taken to hospital. Bizarrely, tickets were moving quite slowly until word got out that attendance was a sort of gladiatorial blood sport in itself, and then they started flying out of the door.’