Brighton’s own treasure takes to the tiny stage of Komedia studio, with a set of songs more remarkable for their gentle approachability than their humour.

Terry is a man without a plan who’s overcome the demon drink, delights in lurking behind trees and boasts that he can still “go like the clappers” when the wind’s behind him.

He also admits to being blissfully happy living alone, as proven by the fact that there is only a single love song in his set – one containing the lines, “If you knew the things I do when you’re not here to watch, I don’t think you’d like me very much.”

As a singleton with plenty of time to surf the web for such facts as how many top 40 hit song titles contain the word “devil” (14), compared with the number with “Jesus” in them (7), he seems content with his decision to befriend Old Nick at this stage of his life and career.

Unlike his hit Brighton The Musical, this cabaret show is not a laugh a minute. More the thoughtful musical ramblings of a self-confessed miserable git, underpinned by his own guitar pluckings and Angie Wilson’s truly magnificent cello playing. Oh, and the able support of his 583-and-counting Facebook friends.