Why did I do that! The trailer was so good, I really wanted to hear this. I even made the effort to switch into 'listen again' because I missed the afternoon broadcast of the play, ' I Love Stephen Fry'.
So, early evening, I settled down and into my most comfy seat, with my feet up and earphones on. It must have happened when the two women in the play, who when sorting magazines, were talking about Brad Pitt's 'bits'.
Next, I became aware there was a traffic jam and the woman driver was keyed up and anxious to get to a book signing where she would meet the man of her fantasies, Stephen Fry. There was a kind of confrontational 'fantasy-cleansing' with the woman and Mr Fry, who acted himself. Subsequently, there was a farcical emotional reunion between husband and wife.
So what happened to the middle section, the rest of the drama?
It wasn't that stupefying was it? After all that effort to tune in, in the middle of the play, I fell asleep!!

I've done that all too many times! They need to dish up significant quality or my consciousness just fades to black...