You know those creepy old houses where the building itself seems to creak, groan and moan in the middle of the night? Well imagine that the house you live in is not filled with rasps as much as low growlings and scratchings; sounds that are unmistakably made by those creatures of the lupine variety. This is the horrible situation that Lucy finds herself in and, worse still, neither Mum, Dad nor Brother care enough to listen properly. If they had paid attention then they might have had a warning that the wolves were indeed going to come out of the walls and not had to flee their home in the middle of the night, with no clue of what to do next.

If you've seen the flyers and are wondering what a Musical Pandemonium might be then I shall enlighten you: it is a sometimes farcical, but always beautifully crafted form of live entertainment that features witty observation; sporadic choreographed sections; and an operatic/cartoon quality that enlivens the ears and inspires the eyes. On this occasion the Pandemonium also features a thoroughly excellent cast, with lucky old Ryan Fletcher as the Brother getting all the best lines, and loving it too.

The Wolves themselves are excellently Henson-like and wondrously articulate beasts exploring their human side while in the confines of Lucy's house, with very funny results - to tell you details would be spoiling some of the fabulous physical gags that feature. Nick Powell's eerie, weird and wonderful score epitomises those creepy old houses that we've all slept in as kids at one point or another while Julian Crouch's design features cut out shapes of story-book imagery, crafted for magic-ing a dark and unnatural world to life.

What is most impressive about the piece is the story itself: vividly retold for the National Theatre of Scotland's maiden voyage. Musical Pandemonium pleasure.