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THREE WOMEN in one place, on one evening, under an unforgiving sky, find themselves on the precipice of catastrophe. This is Crestfall by Mark O’Rowe, which will be staged by Druid as part of the 2017 Galway International Arts Festival.

This week, NUI Galway found itself the recipient of a brand new theatrical space — one that arrives in a timely fashion and adds considerably to the city’s cultural capital. So what’s the story about the O’Donoghue Centre and how did it come about?

CRESTFALL, AN early play by Mark O'Rowe, best known for scripting the films Intermission and Perrier's Bounty, will be staged as part of the 2017 Galway International Arts Festival.

And so the curtain falls on another lively year of Galwaytheatre in which both home-based and visiting companies provided much to savour and, as is the way of things, some misses as well as hits.

TWENTY YEARS after they gave the play its world premiere and it became one of the company’s greatest successes, Druid are revisiting The Beauty Queen of Leenane for a landmark new production which opens this month in the Town Hall Theatre.

RISING STAR and Irish soul singer Brian Deady brought down the curtain on this year’s Galway International Arts Festival in fine style with a rousing gig at the Róisín Dubh on Sunday night.

RED ROCK star Cathy Belton is among the cast appearing in Druid Theatre Company's world premiere of Meadhbh McHugh's play Helen and I, in September.

DYSTOPIAS, ISOLATION, characters on the edge are just some of the recurrent themes that announce themselves in Eoghan O’Tuairisc’s Fornocht do Chonaic/Naked I Saw You at An Taibhdhearc, Enda Walsh’s Arlington [a love story] in Leisureland, and Druid’s new staging of Waiting for Godot.

TWO MEN, in worn out, dishevelled clothes and bowler hats, wait under a tree on the side of the road. They are waiting for a man called Godot. They don't know much about him, other than that he has a beard and perhaps the offer of some work, but will he ever come?

Tomorrow five weeks, on July 15, at around ten past one, when you’re about to take the first bite of your lunchtime sandwich, with the radio on, we might might rue the fact we didn’t do more, that we didn’t try harder. Because at that moment, at that time, it will be too late to make a difference. At that time, the winner of the European Capital of Culture title for 2020 will have been announced. And in two centres, there will be crying, beating of breasts and gnashing of teeth. And in one city, there will be gnashing of breasts and beating of teeth.