Every Brilliant Thing: Catriona MacLeod Diary

01 Nov 2021

A warm jumper on a cold day.

An unexpected text message from someone you’re randomly thinking about.

Ice cream.

An endless supply of biscuits.

Drawing submarines.

Rain on a tin roof.

Duncan Macmillan’s sharp one-person play about grief and gratitude, utter joy and abject despair, took the Edinburgh Festival Fringe by storm in 2014 and has been called ‘one of the funniest plays you’ll ever see about depression’. An unnamed Narrator - played with so much energy and care by Naomi Stirrat - lists brilliant things after a parent makes an attempt on their life. What follows is a rollercoaster of ups and downs spanning a lifetime. After the past eighteen months, I feel like an expert in emotional swings and roundabouts, and Every Brilliant Thing certainly allows for both reflection and unabashed happiness. It’s natural, then, to spend a few minutes every day asking ourselves as theatre-makers the all-important question - What does make life worth living?

Assisting on the first live Mull Theatre production in a post-pandemic world.

Hot chocolate at lunchtime.

Sheep.

Hearing Curtis Mayfield’s ‘Move On Up’ daily.

The sound stage lights make when they’re warming up.

Live theatre returning.


Lyn Gardner, The Guardian review