From UK playwright Mike Bartlett (the threesome comedy Cock; the Chekhovian Albion; the epic King Charles III – all seen on Australian stages in the past few years) comes a microcosmic study of the generation gap – delivered in Christmas wrapping.

The present day. A church hall in Oxfordshire. We are in the company (exclusively for quite some time) of Andy, a recently widowed Gen-X dad throwing a welcome home party for his estranged daughter, Maya. No-one else is invited. Things are, to say the least, delicate.

Snowflake: James Lugton. Photo © Robert Miniter

Andy works in a local museum. On his to-do list is the renovation of a 1970s-era diorama of an Anglo-Saxon man, he tells us. Meanwhile, hidden behind the church hall stage curtain, ready for a big reveal, is his gift for Maya: a scale model of the family home, a reminder of how things used to be – though, at the moment, he’s having trouble with the lights. Nice Christmas sweater, though.

A young woman enters – but it’s not Maya. It’s a stranger, Natalie (newcomer Lilian Alejandra...