How to convey the sheer fun of this show - the wild high spirits and the strange dark shadows. Imagine an old-fashioned Victorian theatre company, "The Royale," who decide to produce their own dramatized and musical version of Charles Dickens' unfinished novel Edwin Drood. It's to be done like a Music Hall, so we have a Chairman who introduces the scenes. We have songs - lots of them - and dance numbers, and the whole thing has the glorious feel of those old theatres that always smelled of gas and oranges.

Because the novel was never completed, there's no knowing how Dickens thought of ending it. What happens here is that the audience is asked to vote on who they think the criminal actually is - so it's possible to have a different ending every night. Whatever happens, this is a mass of thrills and laughter and glorious music. The author of the Pickwick Papers couldn't have asked for more adventurous fun.