Angus The Weaver of Grass

Today Layla and I went to The Scottish Storytelling Centre to See the play with puppets 'Angus Weaver of Grass' what an amazing story.
Angus MacPhee’s life is a tale of illness, lost traditions and magical hats of grass, stunning like sunbursts. Raised on South Uist, and traumatised by WWII Angus spent 50 years in a psychiatric hospital. He did not speak; instead he wove remarkable costumes from grass. This work is now in the Collection de l'Art Brut, Switzerland. Featuring Gaelic singer Mairi Morrison and grass replicas by Joanne B Kaar. Using sounds, songs and images of the Outer Hebrides this is his tale. ‘Physical, emotional and aural beauty ... their collective artistry is awesome’ (Stage).

I coudn't have described it better just amazing.

The theatre company that performed the show is based in the town where I grew up. Their venue is the old 'Cozy' cinema where my paternal Grandmother who loved films used to take my Pa in the 1920's. The films were silent and my grandmother who could read used to read out the subtitles, people used to gather round to listen as many people were illiterate at this time. I remember my Dad telling me it was quite strange to hear his mothers voice through the sound of all the people breathing around them!