Unjust, unjust, unjust…why am I always accused?’ Acerbic words that spit from Jane Eyre’s (Nadia Clifford) tongue like needles, bursting the clichés of Charlotte Brontë’s 19th Century novel.
Unjust, unjust, unjust…why am I always accused?’ Acerbic words that spit from Jane Eyre’s (Nadia Clifford) tongue like needles, bursting the clichés of Charlotte Brontë’s 19th Century novel.
Situated in the centre of Manchester lies a very dark secret… Its name… Pomona. Many have speculated the goings on of this mysterious setting, however their questions and speculations appear to be as useful as a never ending corridor… as questions multiply, and yet remain unanswered.