“How fucked is it that God creates this moment then offers it as a sin?”

The mating ritual begins. Swansea is our setting, and the Patti Pavillion on

Mumbles road is segregated and transformed into a fragmented Wind Street. The space was effectively utilised as the audience were invited to visit each section of set in a promenade performance. The set looked fantastic; a battered old motor, a street lined with bins, a shabby bus stop and my personal favourite, the repulsive public toilets.

The concept of the piece is simple; a group of adolescents with frantic sex drives, stuck in that pubescent limbo verging on adulthood, but still requiring that maternal hand of guidance. This was represented physically in the character played by the fantastic Siân Phillips, who was practically and perhaps symbolically silent until her powerful finale. The piece is wonderfully funny and deeply rooted in Wales, with authentic jack dialect and endearing Welsh colloquialisms. Inspired by Dylan Thomas, I was especially intrigued to see how attached the piece was to the original short story ‘Just like little dogs’. To contemporise the contemporary is a massive challenge, but somehow Frantic Assembly managed to create a modernised version of Thomas’ Swansea; that iconic ambience of a gritty, sometimes unyielding although contrastingly encompassing city. Frantic Assembly achieved this almost in direct parallel with the original text, making it new, fresh and relatable.