Imagine it is 2003 and you’ve just got a job. A good job, a job you want. It pays well and has a good social life attached to it. A year in you decide to move out of the damp, crumbling flat you’ve called home for the past four years. You start looking on Daft under house share. You can afford some of the nicer places.Read More
The last of the day’s light bathes the centre of the barn as it floods in through the single window of the hay loft. He knows not how long he has been in here, meandering through years of things. Material manifestations of a family that no longer exists.Read More
It was cold in the building. Maybe ghosts made Oliver shiver. Maybe fear.
An actor’s a strange commodity. His most special offering?
His past. Oliver knew it. He also knew he was perfect for this.Read More