My lords, ladies
If you walk through the village in November,
you may well wonder about the transformation of the Village Hall into
the Hyde Heath Shunting Shed, Song and Supper rooms. Rowdy, bawdy,
jocular and heatedly reverberating at the seams (the bat died), but
never, we hope, offensive.
We bring to life for you the genteel and not so
genteel characters of days gone by; the toff, the flower seller, the
dandy, the humour, the songs, the dress; the audience and the atmosphere
of a drinking house in the "Good Old Days", unrivalled,
unruly, unsteady, unrehearsed and completely unrepentant.
We offer sagacious socialites with that san-pareil of
splendour. The elegant façade of pretence and
performance, from sophisticated and scandalous "young" things.
Wit, humour and repartee.
Have we wetted your appetite? If so,
please contact Terry Cann. Look out for our posters in
See the Notice Board for contact details.