Their four-hander take on The Canterbury Tales is cheerful and richly funny. It gives us modern versions of the characters (James Camp’s Pardoner has morphed, rather wonderfully, into an estuary speaking estate agent and Georgia Leila Stoller’s Miller is the slimiest womaniser you’ve ever met) and updates on the tales which are acted out. The host becomes a pub owner named Geoff who might, just might, write some of these stories down and Hollie-Anne Price is a flirty Alison Bath who knows a thing or two about men.
The stories are whacky but affectionate and in an odd way manage to strike a happy balance between respect and irreverence. As we progress along the A2 towards Canterbury (which always sounds funny to modern audiences, but of course that was more or less the old pilgrim route) we meet Chanticleer – cue for much stage business
