FLUSH by April Hope Miller. ★★★★★

Three toilet cubicles sit on stage. As we settle in, we begin to notice the details – each cubicle wall is covered in scribbled messages, ‘Protect the dolls,’ ‘BRAT,’ phone numbers and dates of wild nights out. We’re in a club bathroom in the heart of Shoreditch and more specifically, a women’s bathroom. And as the night…