Max Frisch’s parable about accommodating the thing that will destroy you, in a new translation by satirist Alistair Beaton.

Fires are becoming something of a problem, but Biedermann has it all under control. A respected member of the community, he has a loving wife and a flourishing business; surely nothing can get to him. Being such a civic-minded chap, he offers shelter to two new houseguests. When they start storing petrol drums in the loft, he’ll even help them wire the fuse.

Performed in rep with Ionesco’s Rhinoceros.