“And I thought who would cope with that and go down singing?” Beckett said. Beckett once said he wrote the play after picturing the “most dreadful thing that could happen to anybody” – like, say, being buried to your neck under an unrelenting sun, with no way out. It is almost a one-woman show, in which Winnie is buried to her waist, then neck, all the while determinedly staying optimistic. Lucy is about start a six-week run playing Winnie in Happy Days, a role that has been labelled “ Hamlet for women”. “Considering that one of the reasons I retired from standup was the anxiety, I feel like a fucking idiot,” she adds. She gestures almost helplessly at herself, at the sky, at everything, with panic in those large pale eyes. “So I’m not going to stop performing – hence putting myself through this nightmare.” I feel like if you don’t keep evolving as a person, and maybe as an artist – fucking hell, I’m in the middle of saying maybe one of the most pretentious things I’ve ever said – what’s the point?” she says. “I just don’t want to crack jokes for the sake of cracking jokes any more.
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