Swedish comedian Olof Wretling is keeping a diary about one of the stranger episodes of his career. The man from Umeå received a theatre role he never expected to get. A text message from Johan Ulveson, whom he playfully calls 'dad', set the whole thing in motion. The part drops him into the world of Samuel Beckett, Ireland's great absurdist and hardly an easy writer to stage. Wretling marks the moment with a tongue-in-cheek apology: sorry for once putting a banana in your face, Beckett. In the diary he admits he is trying to keep his despair under wraps while the work goes on. The entries mix self-mockery with the genuine nerves of an actor facing demanding material. His account gives readers a comic front-row seat to the whole ordeal.