The letter that plopped onto the doormat was unambiguous. You are, it told me, the White Witch. You will, it confirmed, turn people to stone with a flick of your wand. You can, it suggested, cackle hysterically as you scare unsuspecting children out of their wits. You should, it hinted, develop a steely stare that could wither a potted petunia and strut around cockily leaving a great swathe of terrified people in your wake. Oh yes, I can do that, I can definitely do that!
So it’s official, the evil witch who brings permanent winter, with no promise of Christmas to Narnia is me, or rather I’m one of a coven who will play that part over two weeks in our own probably less snowy winter.
The Narnia Experience isn’t like a theatre performance, it’s more of a journey with the audience led from place to place by the characters. It’s all happening at Left Bank, Leeds, a former church near the City Centre which has been converted into a venue.
Three times a day, every day for those two weeks from the end of November, unsuspecting paying members of the audience will find Narnia through the wardrobe and meet the witch, maybe this witch. Mwa ha ha…. Though unless there’s been a drastic script change to CS Lewis’s classic The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, I fear there’s no happy ending for the witches and that Christmas will come thanks to a lion called Aslan.
In the meantime, it’s about getting into character, learning my lines and maybe seeing if that wand will do its magic on my hit-list. Look our for more statues in Westminster.