What Happens When the Person You’re Looking After is No Longer Reviewed by Mary Alderson Community caregivers and personal support workers are unsung, underpaid heroes. They look after the elderly, allowing them to stay in their homes and avoid nursing homes. They do the dirty work that no one else wants to do. In some cases, they are the only link to the outside world that the aging person has. The comedy, Fly Me to the Moon, currently on stage at the Globus Theatre is a something of a tribute to those workers. On the other hand, it isn’t an all-fun-and-games comedy. It also has a very dark side, with a look at the not-so-pleasant parts of a community care worker’s life. Francis and Loretta are two caregivers, looking after an elderly gentleman named Davey who is a big Sinatra fan, hence the name of the play, Fly Me to the Man, one of Davey’s favourite Sinatra hits. Unfortunately, after Francis helps him to the bathroom, he dies. “I could be arrested for theft, fraud, and murder and it’s not even four o’clock,” Loretta says, as a comedy of errors and bad judgement ensues. No more can be said without spoiling the story. The play is set in Belfast, Northern Ireland, and presented entirely with charming Irish accents, of course. The playwright herself, Marie Jones, is based in Belfast. What struck me is the fact that the life of personal support worker, whether across the ocean in Ireland or here in Canada, is decidedly the same. Anyone who knows such workers will enjoy the humour of recognition. The set is obviously the bedroom of an elderly person. Out of sight beyond the bedroom door is the bathroom where the two caregivers are calling out to Davey, asking him to tell ...