Much as Jo grumbles at the beginning of ‘Little Women’ that Christmas without presents won’t be Christmas, so for me Christmas is not the same if I don’t get to see at least one version of ‘A Christmas Carol’. Is there any story more festive or heartwarming than Dickens’ tale of Ebenezer Scrooge, Tiny Tim and the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Present and Yet To Come?

There are certainly fewer more impressive settings than tonight’s venue, the British Museum. I’ve never been in there after closing time before, and this gracious building takes on a whole new persona when it’s empty. The production, by Chapterhouse Theatre Company, took place in the Museum’s Great Court, directly under its beautiful glass roof – making this the most memorable of evenings.

All elements of the production were spot-on, from the carol singing that greeted us as we arrived, to the mulled cider and Victorian-style mince pies on which we feasted, to the stitch-perfect period costumes and, most winningly, the joyful enthusiasm of the highly-talented cast. A delight from start to finish.