The bare walls of the Welsh Centre weren’t very welcoming or festive but at two o’clock sharp we entered the hall and took our seats in anticipation.
The pianist began and the curtains opened and I was transported back to Russell Square open air theatre in the 50’s – ice cream in hand watching the artistes perform. Then I was sitting in the front room with mum and dad, coal fire blazing watching “The Good Old Days” with Leonard Sachs on the old PYE goggle box. Cup of Cocoa in hand and toast from the fire smothered in dripping………
The artistes sang songs from the 1890’s – songs my grandfather would have known well – and the enthusiasm of the singers washed over us all. The sing-a-long was very memorable.
Before we knew it the show was over and we were back in 2014.
All in all a bargain for three quid and El Moano became El Sing-a-longo!