I went to see Lemons, Lemons, Lemons, Lemons, Lemons this evening, a play whose title tells you nothing. It was tolerably well acted, less well directed, but flawed as a play. I think it was about communication and relationships. Fortunately I went to see it with three intelligent people who know a lot about drama, language, communication and relationships and our discussion in the pub afterwards more than made up for the previous 90 minutes of ambivalence.