This Play Shouldn’t Exist (and I was supposed to be on holiday)
Last year retired playwright Jonas Müller received a box from an unknown sender. It contained an enormous handwritten book, a pink flash drive and a firm but friendly threat. This is the tale of what happened next. It’s also about an elephant named Marcel, but let’s not dwell on that. A never-ending tale about unbelievably true stories and the art of honest deception.

‘Honnef’s extraordinarily layered, complex world, with no knowledge of what is to come, is the sort of experience we come to the Fringe in search of.’ (Fringereview)

‘A magical journey through the mind of one of the most fascinating experimental theatrical minds at the Fringe’. (BritishTheatreGuide)

A marvelous invention with Fargo-like claim to truth-telling.’ (Fringereview)

‘Jonas Müller (or perhaps more correctly Dutch theatre maker Tim Honnef) has a long history of playful, patience-testing meta-theatrical experiments at the Fringe, a series of shows that almost count as a multi-year mega-project exploring Müller’s life and interests.’ (Scotsman)