Last Monday, I enjoyed an evening of quality local entertainment at Meeching Hall, Newhaven, watching Hercules - The Panto.
It made a refreshing change from a traditional pantomime story and the level of audience participation certainly gave it an old-fashioned performance feeling, with young and old alike singing and heckling. A lot of effort goes into producing amateur dramas and the work done by the Meeching Amateur Dramatic group (MAD) deserves the support of locals.
From the effortless performance of Laura Gardner, playing Hercules, you would never have guessed she had taken on the role just a week previously (The Argus, January 9).
Garry Fowler's comedy interpretation of Narcissus was worth the ticket price alone and would have turned even Julian Clary's head. As an Elvis fan, I was delighted to see Scott Virgo appear as "The King" - with a beautiful white, sequinned jumpsuit, styled on Elvis's Vegas years - although he put so much effort into his hip-grinding and rocking, he forgot to sing into the microphone on several occasions. The pensioners in front of me squealed like teenagers as he took them back to their rock 'n' roll youth.
It made a refreshing change from a traditional pantomime story and the level of audience participation certainly gave it an old-fashioned performance feeling, with young and old alike singing and heckling. A lot of effort goes into producing amateur dramas and the work done by the Meeching Amateur Dramatic group (MAD) deserves the support of locals.
From the effortless performance of Laura Gardner, playing Hercules, you would never have guessed she had taken on the role just a week previously (The Argus, January 9).
Garry Fowler's comedy interpretation of Narcissus was worth the ticket price alone and would have turned even Julian Clary's head. As an Elvis fan, I was delighted to see Scott Virgo appear as "The King" - with a beautiful white, sequinned jumpsuit, styled on Elvis's Vegas years - although he put so much effort into his hip-grinding and rocking, he forgot to sing into the microphone on several occasions. The pensioners in front of me squealed like teenagers as he took them back to their rock 'n' roll youth.
My children loved the glow-inthe- dark, luminous puppets and the nine-foot cyclops must have been a labour of love, and taken dozens of hours to build. The children starring in the performance were very professional and obviously enjoyed themselves.
