Apparently, back in the day us McClouds used to be the Thanes of Queensferry, before all that shit got stamped out by the English . . . We've got Royal Blood in us he says, and he says when we eventually realise we should've voted Yes not No Dad's gonna rise up to be Thane of Queensferry once more.

Pop Sheeran, proudly shouldering the family trade of restoring the Forth Bridge, is about to lose it all. A global corporation has bought this Scottish icon, bringing with them innovative new paint.
How will Pop fight back when he realises he's painting himself out of a job?...

There's gossip going around that we're all like him. That we're all paper thin, that it's all been painted over, and each one of us is gonna sit down one day and not be able to stand up, like we've disappeared to ourselves.

Harrogate tells the story of a father struggling to confront his obsessions head-on without destroying his family. It is a play about how we perform versions of ourselves depending on what company we keep, and how we project onto others versions of the people we want to see, rather than accepting who stands in front of us.

The play is a...