“The lights are off but everyone’s home” is the apt tag-line for this enterprising mini-season. A series of leaks in the Bush’s increasingly unfit-for-purpose building means the stage lights cannot be used but, although the electrics are failing, the new writing policy is still going strong.

Ever-enterprising Artistic Director Josie Rourke has commissioned short pieces from 10 playwrights on the loose theme of darkness and light, and the results are promising.

This continually surprising evening is divided into three parts. Still to come in the Falling Light strand are works from Neil LaBute and Bryony Lavery. Currently playing is Sea Wall, a superb monologue from Simon Stephens. The engaging Andrew Scott is Alex, an uxorious young man with an eccentric father-in-law, who finds his contented family life torn apart. Stephens packs more into these 25 minutes than most writers manage in a full-length drama.

Declan Feenan’s St Petersburg is the only work that runs every night and while it’s never less than watchable, it’s meandering, inconsequential stuff. Mairead McKinley excels as a hard-pressed, good-natured Irish woman grappling with a profound shift in her family’s dynamic, as her housebound elderly father increasingly necessitates the sort of babying treatment she would give to her children.

What the Dark Feels Like ends the evening with a ghost story. Sadly the press night offering, The Flooded Grave by Anthony Weigh, was disappointingly free of chills in its account of extreme Christianity out on the Fens. Still, the space might be broken but the spirit is undoubtedly intact.

Until 25 Oct (020 7610 4224)