Janie’s a force of nature, like some considerable disaster zone. It’s baking hot, her mouth is peeling away and now she’s got horns. Been on her head for yonks apparently, growing… Roper can feel his grandson Linden pulling away from him, pushing him away… like his eyes are mini pebbles all suddenly.

Like everyone, Josefa needs a bit of a miracle to happen. One summer’s night, with the help of a paddling pool, a baby dragon and a bottle of gin, it does. But how long can anything perfect last?

THE CRACKS IN MY SKIN was a winner at the Bruntwood Prize for Playwriting 2005. It opened in The Studio at the Royal Exchange Theatre in February 2008.