This article is from 2006.
Daniel Kitson tells the tale of a man who archives compilation tapes sent between friends and lovers spending his last day at work before redundancy overtakes him. He finds the first ever tape addressed to himself and his quest for its origins leads us through the lives of a succession of ordinary, quietly eccentric folk. There are some lovely running gags, the best of them involving a lollipop lady who accidentally performs daily ornithological abuse by misfeeding the birds, and some sweet and undemonstratively warm observations of the human heart in what amounts to a tranquil humorous come down from a long day at the Fringe. (Steve Cramer)
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