Autism is so strange, why am I crying in an operating theatre?

Process and research, or, trying to emulate the present-past.

For months I have been putting off visiting The Old Operating Theatre on St Thomas Street, Southwark (Visit here! ). If you aren’t autistic this may not make any sense at all, but I felt I would enjoy it too much. In some form or another the play Disciples of Anatomy has been in my mind, on paper, and all through my gmail inbox ( in the form of failed s…