WIDOWERS’ HOUSES

Ah, my dear fellow, the love of money is the root of all evil.

Yes sir, and we’d all like to have the tree growing in our garden.

When Harry met Blanche by the banks of the Rhine he knew he’d met his match. He just needed the approval of her father, the fearsome Sartorius. But is he quite what he appears?

Back in London, Harry must face jeopardising his relationship with the fiery Blanche to uphold his moral standards. Cokane’s wry remarks won’t help: the cynical Lickcheese must sort it all out.

Shaw’s brilliant first play bristles with humour and romance. A sharp-toothed comedy about London’s eternal struggle with housing and the problems of the buy-to-let classes.