No Sex Please We’re British  a farce by Alistair Foot and Anthony Marriott

Our season comes to an end with this classic British farce concerning an assistant bank manager, Peter Hunter, who lives in the flat over his bank with his new bride Frances. When Frances sends off a mail order for Scandinavian glassware, the couple are horrified to receive Scandinavian pornography instead. Boxes and boxes of it! Together with the bank’s frantic chief cashier, the couple must decide how to dispose of the dodgy goods before Peter’s mother, his boss, a visiting bank inspector and a police superintendent arrive on the scene! No Sex Please, We’re British! is an excellent way to round off our seventy-third season. You’ll still be laughing when we begin our seventy-fourth!