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Sunday, March 23

Tag: After Supper Ghost Stories

Gav Cross Storyteller: After Supper Ghost Stories – Norton Priory
North West

Gav Cross Storyteller: After Supper Ghost Stories – Norton Priory

I love to be read stories – I think a lot of us do, something from our childhood- being read to by our parent or grandparents or those nostalgic back and white films, when a family sit in awe round the fire, listening to grandparents tell exciting tales of mystery and suspense.  I adore the fact that at the wonderful Norton Priory , unique events are run that embrace the arts and theatre in a way that nourishes the soul and so, as I joined the full-house seats in front of the ancient atmospheric Victorian Porch of the museum’s Atrium (very fitting) ,I was as a child again waiting in anticipation for the intrigue to commence. Our ‘grandfather’ in this instance was Gav Cross - a true storyteller – the physique, the round end- of- nose spectacles and the roaring voice- inviting...