“We could start all over again perhaps.” “That should be easy.” “It’s the start that’s difficult.” “You can start from anything.” “Yes, but you have to decide.” Two people wait beneath a solitary tree on a country road – it’s a familiar scene, but this is not “Waiting for Godot”. Waiting for Godot was written by a man, for men and Silent Faces aren’t men… So what are they waiting for? It’s time to dig it all up and start again.