Night Train
T1211085626
"It had been exactly four years since I had seen my family... I met my Mum in a caff. We had Eccles cake and a blue slush puppy, the one that sends the kids mental. It was a visit. I was 12. She asked me to go home, live with her. I said no. No. She didn't finish her cake, just looked all pale." A play based on the true testimonies of young people who run away... from home, foster parents, residential units, the coppers, everything...
"There are bags of freaky places to run away to and hide - round me mates, under the stairs at school, on a train, in the boot of a social worker's car, on the roof of Bargain Booze, in a dog pen, anywhere."
Archive :: production:T1211085626, play:S01290054467, venue:V523
Production details
Education Centre DT3
