Congratulations to all concerned with yet another extremely successful production.

To Heather and Alan Carpenter who argued like and old married couple; to Tabi and Amanda reversing their usual bossy and put-on roles; to Martin Drummond, who slipped into Norman's pyjamas with consummate ease; to Jimpy Casson, the perfect wandering vet, late of this planet; and of course to Sir, David Atkinson, who knew all the words perfectly.

Described by some of the connoisseurs in the audience as a 'slick and classy production', credit must also go to the 'unseen', and for most part unheard, technical, backstage and Front of House crew.