‘Push Up’ – how come all the guys are balding old geezers (except one) and all the gals are saucy minxes – my initial thought on this strange play in a London pub theatre. This argument is made more interesting when the whole cast of the play decides to join in with the riotous soul evening going downstairs in the pub immediately after the show. A pub cast of lesbian dancers, very handsome young men, people even cooler than hipsters????, and an ageing french man with bad facial hair going out with a supermodel (bah the french) mixes with the plays cast … and I start to wonder which is the more interesting set and where the play is really happening. Or did the Czech beer just take over my befuddled mind, coupled with a lack of interval 99s?