Yesterday I went to my first ‘A Bit Crack’ at Chillingham Arms, and didn’t know what to expect.
What I found was the beauty of a shared and binding experience from the tradition of story telling.…
Yesterday I went to my first ‘A Bit Crack’ at Chillingham Arms, and didn’t know what to expect.
What I found was the beauty of a shared and binding experience from the tradition of story telling.…
Blue drapes, and a Van Gogh vase of sunflowers centre-stage, mean it’s time for local tellers to take over A Bit Crack. Chris Bostock and Malcolm Green havebeen bundled downstairs, where they sit at the bar, nursing pints. It’s the …
This was an irreverent evening that reminded us of how to laugh and cringe all at once, and to keep on laughing. TUUP has the uncanny ability to flex his body to become what he tells.
We become the camel …
On the stage is a beautifully carved facsimile of Swedish kitchen seat, which at night becomes a bed. A bed that creaks and groans and becomes a place of nightmares. Nightmares that grab Morton every time he closes his eyes. …
A hwyll worthy of the word grew – with warmth, welcomes, enthusiasm and eager expectation as a large group of listeners gathered in the Chillingham Arms upstairs room – and on Zoom – regulars and “first time” – and settled …
The Plight of the Nightingale
Sarah Deco transcended relocation and rail strikes to finally bring her stories of the nightingale to A Bit Crack on Friday evening.
She elegantly weaved together the stories of the nightingale’s transnational migration from …