Hilarious, horrifying and ferociously entertaining - an achingly tender insight into what happens when we become stuck in the stories we tell ourselves about our lives.

It’s 11 o’clock in the morning in a council flat on the Walworth Road in London. In two hours time, as is normal, three Irish men will have consumed six cans of beer, fifteen crackers with spreadable cheese, ten pink biscuit wafers and one oven cooked chicken with a strange blue sauce.  In two hours time, as is normal, five people will have been killed.

From Galway to Edinburgh, from London to New York, The Walworth Farce has wowed audiences everywhere. Currently on an extensive world tour, don’t miss this remarkable and compelling play by acclaimed playwright Enda Walsh.

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