by Julie Tsang
“I have lived with these trees and watched them grow. You have been away from here for too long, you don’t see it. Or you have simply forgotten…”
Responding to a call-out, a repairman finds himself inexplicably drawn to an old woman and her house in the woods. At first it seems like a simple fix, but as a storm starts to close in, he is forced to confront the ghosts from his past.
A tale of guilt and childhood memory – can we ever really mend what is already broken?
About previous work:
‘…that rare beast… a bold theatrical experiment that is also remarkably entertaining.’ – The Times****
‘…makes a fascinating evening of theatre, full of variety, but circling around a single powerful theme’. – The Scotsman****