For my first proper content post I am doing a light review of Norwich
Ghost Walks. I attended last December, on one of their Christmas
Specials.
The
walks, which according to my informants are a regular staple for
Norwich, are 90 minutes with pit stops by interesting landmarks. On a
regular tour we would hear historical ghost stories from Norwich
itself, but on this night, as it had a festive spin, we heard some from
around the UK.
The
Man in Black, our orator for the evening, delivers the stories in a
clear, unaffected manner with help from some surprising assistants
along the way (some of whom were quite surprised to be an assistant!)
The
first thing to strike me was how refreshing it was to hear some good
old fashioned storytelling. There's something satisfying about simply listening to a person tell you a tale (albeit ghost stories in this
case!) I am going to be on the look out for some more storytelling
based events in Norwich. Like with poetry there is a magic when
stories are heard, not just read.
When deciding to move here I found a city
with its own castle, cobbled streets and the occasional country
flair to be very appealing. The atmosphere of this place lends itself to the tours very nicely. Now if I had known that I would be starting this
Blog back in December I would have taken more pictures (note to self to
get snapping on future outings!) So here we are with my lone piece of photographic evidence, one
of the stops called Cow Tower.
I
love a well lit building, uplighting genuinely does wonders. Here we
were told about drunken monks, not at all as moral as their calling
would have you believe, and the death of a poor young victim who
stepped out in front of the wrong men fuelled by the wrong drink. It
was a horrible story, resulting in an un-quiet spirit who haunts a river bank with her cries.
There were a number of stories (I want to say 6), but the most spine-chilling for me was told under the boughs of a long limbed tree.
The wind had picked up as we heard, in detail, about a public
hanging that did not go as smoothly as planned. We stood under a roof of gnarled wood as The Man in Black painted a picture; the silhouette of a hung man swinging from a tree on a lightening
lit night. It completely sold me on this live experience. My friend
helped the ambience along by a well timed tap on my shoulder; I
was officially spooked!
So
in conclusion I would recommend Norwich Ghost Walks! This live
promenade performance made for a unique night, capped off with some
delicious mulled wine. It kicked off a lovely evening of further stories
and reminiscing between friends.This style of storytelling would be
an interesting avenue to explore with even more story based sources of inspiration, perhaps even some light hearted options for a pleasant twist.
If
you are interested in Norwich Ghost Walks check them out here!
Next week I will be sharing some research on Sabrina and the River Severn, a story from my home-county of Shropshire!
Next week I will be sharing some research on Sabrina and the River Severn, a story from my home-county of Shropshire!
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