This story concerns Poseidon – the God of the sea, storms, earthquakes – and horses. He had a tumultuous life, had huge influences and involvement in much of Greek mythology, and fathered an inordinate amount of children (some of which weren’t entirely human). Except here he’s not a God anymore. As if this is a sequel from Wright & Grainger’s epic The Gods, The Gods, The Gods, where the old Gods retire, Poseidon is an old man with long grey hair and a beard, who swims in the sea and eats fish and chips for dinner.

The storytelling is gentler than their other shows – for this is a story crafted for younger people: for kids aged eight and upwards. The story is simple, there is plenty of subtext for more demanding minds, but it hangs out in the back so as not to get in the way of the story of a kid sharing chips with a grandpa. There’s no bad language – the worst is a handful of ‘flipping’s, and the complexities of a pre-teen brain working out the ways of a modern world are lightly drawn.

The audience young and old are drawn into the tale – Grainger asks questions of the youngest there, and a couple are invited up to help set the scene for one of their gorgeous songs. Grainger’s voice is warm and disarming when speaking, but soars higher than the vaulted room of this performing space when in song. Grainger plucks and strums a banjo, and sings beautifully, continuing the story in music. ‘Some days are the days’ is destined to become an anthem.