So. Five minutes between focus groups in Dundee. I narrowed down my shortlist of one acts to three.

Bedbound would be my dream play. The Enda Walsh tale of misery in a bed. But it would be almost impossible to cast. Accents would be a nightmare. The set would be far too expensive for a festival and I won't be indulgent. So that is scored from the list.

Then there's 100. Written by a collective, won a Fringe First in 2003, cast of five so manageable, quite physical theatre-ish so a challenge, requires Ketu, a man from a jungle bound cut off from civilisation tribe so slightly harder to procure in nice middle class Edinburgh but surely we shouldn't let things like that stop us, some nice parts for actors, not too much vile language and no paedophilia, no set so cheap, could do some nice lights so might get JGH on side and a half interesting, half meaningful plot so half interesting for this director.

Or Night Errant which is a farce, early 1900s, Feydeau and a beautifully typical farce with a line about breasts like a coat hanger that for some reason, particularly amuses me. Cast of three or possibly four. No obscure tribesmen needed. Though it does need a Louis XIVth costume which could be as hard to come by as a tribesman. Needs also a beautiful box set which will struggle in the ten minute set up five minute strike time and will be costly and time-consuming. Ideally a whole bunch of other beautiful early twentieth century French costumes too. Funny. Very standard SCDA fare.

So.