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Salisbury Journal

By Kevin Catchpole

Thirties’ tunes steal the show

A show that owes its survival to the nation’s amateur players came home to a rapturous reception at the City Hall last week.

Me And My Girl, first staged in 1937, could never have returned to the West End twelve years ago but for such as Salisbury Amateur Operatic Society, which last staged it in 1961.

In this production, directed by Barry McIlroy, Cockney spirit and Wiltshire will prove as engaging as Noel Gay’s music.

Praise be for John Dempster’s vibrant instrumental support and the magical works of London Stagesets, skillfully switched before our eyes by Colin Matthews and crew.

The large company got a little tangled in enthusiasm and confined space along the opening road. But quick changes and lively routines eased the show along. The footwork, too, was a delight.

Highlight was the brilliant Lambeth Walk, complete with pearly king and queen. But the real pearls were always Gay’s tunes.

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