While Pinfield is in Germany, Meek held down the Herald theatre as alone as a Southern Man on a saddle. Indeed, it is online the theatre buff who makes the radical move of staring into the bright lights at the back of the set who knows that there even is help onset for Mr Meek. Ohhhhh, and the odd critic.
But why listen to criticism, when you can listen to that which comes from the horses mouth. And if the Southern Man rides a horse, then isn't the relationship of Meek as Meros in this plaything something also equine?