Geese that lay golden eggs are far and few between, but there's a rarer bird, as it were, in the Pantosphere: the Principal Boy.
So let's whoop and cheer for the way Inverness adheres to one of the oldest, but sadly neglected traditions of panto and has the thigh-slapping Clare Waugh in the form-fitting mini-tunic and knee boots of Jack Goose.
Waugh really understands how to play this cross-dressed part: a bit gung-ho, but never camp – and she sings well, making the duets with Jill (Lorayne McLucas) not just harmonious but nicely sincere without descending into the snoggery that makes young audiences squirm.
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Paul Nivison also has the measure of panto's penchant for sex-changes: his Mother Goose goes from pure trachled wee wumman to glam diva singing: "I'm fab-u-lous, baby!" with an ease that suggests there is an enchanted waterfall lurking off-stage.
A heh-heh-heh of demonic cackles is the traditional melodramatic flourish that announces a flouncingly wicked Demon King (Derek McGhie) but fear not, Fairy Betty (Louise McCarthy) is more than a match for him.
There's good humour from Archie Goose (Alastair G Bruce) and, in a nice twist, from Squire Skinflint (Ian Wotherspoon) who inveigles a member of the audience to help him steal a barrowload of golden eggs in a routine that takes audience participation in hilarious directions.
You'll have gathered, by now, that this is a hugely entertaining family panto, with good-looking designs and some really enjoyable singing.
There's also a joke contributed by a wee boy that brings the house down: "I hate spoons – they're pointless." This show proves that panto is anything but.