Photo by Robert | Visual Diary on Unsplash I saw a preview of “and I looked at the sky” yesterday (two preview nights at £10, then a full-price three-week run at £19-26). I love the neighbourhood theatre, and I love fringe theatre. They matter. Where else would I see a play about two people in their eighties contemplating their lives and deaths? The concept is intriguing. I was hoping for a fresh take: wisdom about life and death, about bowing out gracefully. When is it time?