Wearing a ‘lived-in’ suit complete with shirt, tie, waistcoat adorned with pens and a chain watch in the pocket, round spectacle glasses on his nose and sometimes holding a pipe or a glass of brandy in his hand, Parry set to work in a disarmingly genial way to entrap the imagination of those of us lucky enough to be in this sell-out show’s audience. That another earlier performance had to be rapidly convened to satisfy the demand for tickets is testament to the appeal of good old-fashioned storytelling, and of course the promise of a frisson of fear.