24th December 1843. Christmas Eve. Charles Dickens – writer, performer, occasional magician – is preparing his famous annual feast at his home near Regents Park. However, this year is very different…
Charles has spent months stalking the City at midnight; locked in his study, weeping and gaffawing at who knows what; ushering vast theatrical machines into his home amid the pre-dawn light.
Tonight, you, and his other guests, will discover why. Tonight, ‘A Christmas Carol’, the greatest festive tale ever told, will be born.