Maureen, mothers and me

What is adding extra spice to this particular rehearsal process is the cast. I cannot remember the last time I saw, let alone was in, a play that was led by the female characters. And even more jaw-dropping is the fact that these central female characters range from the ages of 42 to 82. Brilliant.

In a world where most women past 35 are airbrushed out of the public arena, deemed past it, this play is remarkable just for having the balls to buck that trend.

I am also working once again with the brilliant Maureen Lipman, whom I could quite happily watch reading the A-Z aloud, as she is so inventive and precise. It's like a master-class every day. She plays my mother, and we have a wonderful actress to play her mother. So the generational subject of daughters, mothers and grandmothers is the premise.

It has made me question what it is that we expect from our parents and what parents expect from their children. It seems to be very much the zeitgeist topic.

I have friends who quite happily expect to live off the Bank Of Mum and Dad. They argue that their baby- boomer parents had it good, living in an age where property was cheap, mortgages were plentiful and opportunity was everywhere.

It was an easier age, where work was available and pretty much stopped at 6pm. The 24- hour buzzing of a Blackberry was a sci-fi nightmare. The character of my mother in the play, a woman in her mid-60s, grudgingly looks after her grandchildren and her own mother, while observing her hardworking and stressed daughter.

Her generation may have had husbands who could provide but they themselves were often denied the chance to experience life, get a higher education or have a career. Who fared better?