I see that Martin McDonagh's The Lieutenant of Inishmore has now arrived at the Barbican theatre in London, and is on until February 23. This is a play about a psychotic Irish terrorist who is devoted to his cat. I saw it at Stratford in September, and heartily recommend it to anyone who can cope with extraordinary amounts of blood, and cruelty to animals, not all of them human. (The night I went, action was halted for a few minutes while someone was helped out of the auditorium, though theatre staff later claimed she just happened to be taken ill, and it was pure coincidence that it happened in the scene with the handsaws.) If you go, you may think it's the funniest thing you've ever seen; or you may just decide that I'm really, really, sick.
Oh yes, and Trevor Cooper, one of my favourite actors (Devis in Star Cops, etc etc), is in it. He's the terrorist's Dad.