A girl returns home from a night out, muscles aching from dancing. A boy she has never seen before sits in her flat, awaiting her return. Assuming the worst, the girl takes a frying pan to the boy’s temple, and when he claims he has been banished from Neverland by Peter Pan, the girl thinks the boy is crazy, high or both. That is until his story begins tugging on a memory she thought she had forgotten…

Drawing on JM Barrie’s mythological tale, Flit is a new work that “caresses the tumultuous”, and “possesses a raw, mesmerising quality” (Arts Hub). It is a drug induced psychosis; a scathed daydream; the remnants of shattered childhood innocence. Directed in a mode that is “stylish, energetic and exciting” (Theatrepeople), Flit occurs entirely in one room, riddled with degenerate nostalgia and pulsating with the kind of intimacy evoked by the most pathological of human tendencies. Flit will leave you feeling like you’ve seen it before – but can’t remember where.