There is a totality to Kindle Theatre’s performance. They greet you by name as they present you with a plum and you enter their space where incense is already burning and Samantha Ann Fox is playing Bach.

It is, after all, a church which they have created there. And with a strong eye on the Church of England, with all its rituals of service and the role models it gives to its followers, they have created a piece of theatre in which they immerse their audience.

The opening is innocuous enough. A hymn, the cutting in half of the plums, the repetition of incantations and a lesson, on the sweetness of plums. The parallels are obvious and taking part is easy for anyone familiar with the practices of the Christian religion. Each performer has her own character in the service and her place in the order.

As the service progresses, however, a deeper understanding of the influence of faith begins to be apparent. The plum flesh, pierced, cut and tasted is a metaphor for more than the ritual itself, but the influence of that ritual on its followers. By its nature there is a slightly tousled air to this kind of devised theatre, but by being less than slick, it finds meanings and interpretations that a more ordered piece would never discover.