‘People know, you’re my boy. And they know better than to lay a fucking finger on you. See? You are safer here with me, than you have ever been.’
Liam’s 17 years old, loves Doctor Who and has lost is mum. He has had to move from up North to Wales, to the Valleys, to the middle of nowhere, to live with a dad he doesn’t know. Whose nickname isn’t Violence for nothing.
Gary Owen’s intimate new play is about what parents pass on and trying to do the right thing.
