Badapple Theatre transformed Square Chapel economically but effectively into the Drovers' Arms in wartime Darrowby where, to evocative Bing Crosby songs, our genial landlord and enthusiastic "pigman" Tom reacquainted us with the world of famous vet, James Herriot.

All the elements which made the novels so popular were there: Herriot's enchantment with the beautiful countryside, such a contrast from grimy Glasgow; his passion for the job and love of animals; and the pathos and humour derived as much from the owners of all the creatures great and small (Mrs Pumphrey's Tricki-Woo memorable among the latter) as his relations with eccentric fellow vets Seigfried and Tristram Farnon.

In a tour de force performance which was a delight to watch, Phil Yarrow effortlessly transformed himself into a host of characters, skilfully scripted by Kate Bramley and directed by Alice Bartlett.

Pulling pints for his customers and interacting easily with the audience Tom's observations were always shrewd: a more likeable and entertaining raconteur would be hard to find.

He captured James Herriot's generous nature, initial diffidence and growing confidence perfectly.

His farmer clients ranged from the garrulous and mocking to the monumentally dour. Robert Hardy from the television adaptation was the obvious inspiration for his quixotic Seigfried, Tristan coming over as almost camp.

Seeing these characters and hearing their tales just made one want to read the novels and go to those Yorkshire Dales yet again.
Julia Anderson