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The Junior Pirates delighted with their hornpipe dance. The action moved from Bristol's Admiral Bimbo pub to the West Indies on board the Grand Pianola, but meanwhile the audience had hissed and booed Long John Slither -a towering performance from John Dunstone with his convincing pegleg (is it true that he was seen practising his walk up and down Station Road?) He berated the audience, calling us maggots, weevils etc. and didn't we all love it?

Nancy Polperro (Jess Baker) was a worthy heroine wth a pretty voice and a spirited attitude causing her father to comment that "The 1760s had a lot to answer for".

The costumes were lavish and colourful, none more so than the amazing parrot outfit worn by veteran Echo Irving celebrating 25 years of service to the club.

Euro-insults were traded over the stockade by the English toffs Squire Polperro (John Graham) and Dr. Liversausage (Peter Langley) and the Spanish Grandee - it could almost have been Tony Blair and Jacques Chirac.

When Don Iguana (Peter Jones) strolled out of the stockade after removing a padlock the size of a chair seat there were gasps and whistles of admiration at his breathtakingly ornate costume, all black velvet, gold braid and magenta lined cape.

It wasn't long before the young lovers Jim Ladd (Jane Godbehere) and Nancy decided there were more intriguing liaisons to be had. Jim was soon enthralled by Doña Estella's wiles - all flamenco gown, castañets, fluttering eyelashes and a good singing voice - a triumphant bit of comedy from Alienora Taylor.

Nancy chose the swashbuckling Don Iguana and although her father was mollified at the promised pesetas he was still glad the Brits had sunk their "Armadillo".

Thanks to Bertha Gunn - a fine comic performance in a ludicrous wig and West Country accent from Rebecca Bryce - it transpired that Captain Squint's buried treasure was nothing more than gold-wrapped chocolate coins (we all got bombarded with them).

Please, please let us have another Panto before long and many thanks.
Rosemary Hodges


		Caribbean Capers Wrington's panto-starved public enjoyed a feast in this colourful extravaganza. Even reading the cast-list with its silly names started the fun. Blind Puke, Israel Feet, Dr. Liversausage and Captain Smellit had their roots in R.L.Stevenson's much-loved tale. The witty script by Richard Lloyd moved at a smart pace with a sprinkling of local jokes. The pink spot passed between Blind Puke and Billy Fishbones was wrapped in a till receipt from Amors. There was a bird-flu crack in there somewhere. Mrs. Ladd (Steve Osman in OTT mode) had a catch-phrase "Avast behind!" which evoked sympathetic murmurs from well-endowed onlookers. The music was brilliant - nautical and Caribbean tunes equally tantalising, and pianist Dave Gale certainly showcased the digital piano recently given to the hall by the WI.
	The Junior Pirates delighted with their hornpipe dance. The action moved from Bristol's Admiral Bimbo pub to the West Indies on board the Grand Pianola, but meanwhile the audience had hissed and booed Long John Slither -a towering performance from John Dunstone with his convincing pegleg (is it true that he was seen practising his walk up and down Station Road?) He berated the audience, calling us maggots, weevils etc. and didn't we all love it? Nancy Polperro (Jess Baker) was a worthy heroine wth a pretty voice and a spirited attitude causing her father to comment that "The 1760s had a lot to answer for". The costumes were lavish and colourful, none more so than the amazing parrot outfit worn by veteran Echo Irving celebrating 25 years of service to the club. Euro-insults were traded over the stockade by the English toffs Squire Polperro (John Graham) and Dr. Liversausage (Peter Langley) and the Spanish Grandee - it could almost have been Tony Blair and Jacques Chirac. When Don Iguana (Peter Jones) strolled out of the stockade after removing a padlock the size of a chair seat there were gasps and whistles of admiration at his breathtakingly ornate costume, all black velvet, gold braid and magenta lined cape. It wasn't long before the young lovers Jim Ladd (Jane Godbehere) and Nancy decided there were more intriguing liaisons to be had. Jim was soon enthralled by Doña Estella's wiles - all flamenco gown, castañets, fluttering eyelashes and a good singing voice - a triumphant bit of comedy from Alienora Taylor. Nancy chose the swashbuckling Don Iguana and although her father was mollified at the promised pesetas he was still glad the Brits had sunk their "Armadillo". Thanks to Bertha Gunn - a fine comic performance in a ludicrous wig and West Country accent from Rebecca Bryce - it transpired that Captain Squint's buried treasure was nothing more than gold-wrapped chocolate coins (we all got bombarded with them). Please, please let us have another Panto before long and many thanks. Rosemary Hodges