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This memoir is wonderfully written, beautifully arranged, and a heart-wrenching but hopeful masterpiece. "Something is afoot within me that I do not understand, the breaking of a contract that I thought could not be broken, a slow perverting of my substance." Anna was living a pleasantly ordinary life, working for the British government, when she started to develop her sensitivity to light. At first, her face felt like it was burning whenever she was in front of the computer. Soon this progressed to intolerance of artificial lights, then of sunlight itself. The reaction soon spread to her whole body. Now, when her symptoms are at their worst, she must spend months on end in a dark room covering window and door cracks, and mummified in layers of light-protectant clothing. She spent her days in the dark talking to people on the phone, watching TV during short periods out of her blacked-out room by looking at its reflection in a mirror, making word games to keep herself occupied, but usually she got through audio books. Lyndsey discovered she could go out for a walk at dawn and dusk for about an hour without it affecting her skin, and her husband made a covering of black felt for the back of the car so they can drive somewhere else, such as a forest, during daylight hours, ready for a sunset walk. Despite everything, Anna's husband named Pete stays around with her. Pete brings some light, although only of the emotional kind, into her life. She feels she should leave him, but is incapable of doing so unless he asks her to go - and thus far, he has not. "That is the miracle that I live with, every day," she writes. With gorgeous, lyrical prose, Anna brings us into the dark with her, a place where we are able to see the true value of love and the world.

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It's neither Big Data nor innovation, despite all the business books and management gurus touting the disruptive potential of each. It's the simple question, right there on the tip of your tongue. A new book demonstrates just how far an inquisitive mind can take you. Change usually starts with a question. Inquiry has toppled monarchs and empires throughout history. It's the basis of one of the earliest forms of education - the Socratic Method - used to train young minds in the rigours of critical thinking. Yet, it's a mostly ignored business tool, overlooked by executives trained in the MBA arts that "tend to place more value on answers, pronouncements, and promises," according to author Warren Berger. Questions also overturn business empires.

Alirio Zavarce's one-man show on the nature of something he's termed "rational madness" begins in an airport. He's just flown back to Australia with a prop suitcase, and as the story reaches fever pitch, with the federal police brandishing machine guns and a gaggle of customs officials staring him down suspiciously, he stops the show. He's troubled. There's a divide between Zavarce the man and Zavarce the actor. Maybe that's the wrong place to begin. Things carry on, but it's not the last time he'll stop the show. Loco is peppered with Zavarce's asides, and the whole thing proceeds in kooky fits and starts. Jonathon Oxlade's enchanting set - a towering wall of cardboard boxes - becomes a playground. Sections fall down, some of them contain secrets, and more than a few become the canvas for Chris More's projection design. Zavarce's marriage and the twin towers of the World Trade Centre collapsed on the same day, and this is where his "rational madness" began. Everyone's a little bit loco, and sometimes we have to give in to it in order to get through. He's a beguiling, fascinating performer who's at his best engaging directly with the audience. Sasha Zahra's direction is solid, but there's a gap between the darkness and the light in these stories. These semi-autobiographical tales are told mostly in big print, and the net effect is beautifully polished, but fundamentally shallow. Like The Rabble's Room of Regret last year, this show features a plate of human faeces. But it's there to do more than just shock: it's glad wrapped, and it's a prop in a didactic little bit about the value of things.