Underneath

<p><i>It's mad that ye're here with me. In Cobh. I always felt like I was born on the brink of the world. That I was near death always. And here I am! Hereafter. This place of slower motion. But whipping energy. Back Home.</i> <p/>A woman lies dead in her grave in the Tumbledown cemetery Cobh County Cork. It's a recent relocation; only two weeks before she was living in a flat near Croke Park in Dublin beneath two East European prostitutes who she had begun to be friendly with. <p/>From her last resting place she tells the story of her life: her happy childhood and the mother who loved Cleopatra; being struck by lightning and then missing school for a year; her night shifts in hotels washing and mending laundry; up to her ultimate and untimely demise in a north Dublin flat; all via a series of unlikely encounters and heartbreaking betrayals. <p/>Written in Pat Kinevane's signature style <i>Underneath </i>is a blackly comic rich and vivid tale of a life lived in secret a testament to the people who live on the fringes under the nose of everyday life. <p/><i>Underneath </i>was published to coincide with the play's first production by Fishamble theatre company in December 2014.</p>