Science Museum Live - The Energy Show, Nottingham Playhouse

The fast-moving Energy Show Live is thrilling the nation after a hit run at The Science Museum in London over Easter.

This lively, fun, informative – and loud – visual performance is perfect for kids of all ages but really appeals to the eight to 12-year-olds the most.

It’s an upbeat performance featuring two futuristic scientists faced with the challenge of demonstrating all nine forms of energy in a five-minute presentation.

We have the straight-laced Annabella and the rather more fun-loving, impish, Philomena ("that’s ‘Phil’ to you!"). Pitched in together after both failing their exams, they find a way to work as a team and thrill the audience with some ear-splitting and eye-popping physics stunts and tricks that the youngsters will remember for a very long time. 

With help from android Bernard and virtual lab assistant i-nstein, the steampunk ladies whizz through the flames, explosions and tricks, explaining the chemicals and science behind everything they do.

They’re so accomplished that it’s hard to tell if they are scientists doing a bit of acting or actors who’ve learned some science. Either way it’s an action-packed 90 minutes or so, which builds up to the all-important exam presentation at the end.

So we get the biggest and best bangs saved until last! There’s even a series of missiles fired into the audience – but we’ll save the details so as not to spoil the surprise.

Bruce Forsyth, Royal Concert Hall

Thank goodness Bruce Forsyth has parted company with Strictly Come Dancing.

Because it finally nails the myth that he's past it. He's a supremely talented song and dance man at heart and proved it in his visit to Nottingham. 

With a skip and his characteristic dancer's stride, a lively Brucie entered from stage left, started singing and held the audience in the palm of his hand.

A magical piano solo of Misty followed – and the evening simply flowed with song, dance, anecdotes, backchat and music from the showman. He admits it's what he loves most – after all, he's been doing it for 70 years.

There was plenty of trademark banter with the audience – and this is where he shows how it's done. Within the first few minutes he was off the stage and mingling with the Concert Hall crowd, thrilling the stalls with his chit-chat as he made his way up the aisles.

The first half drew to a close with a Generation Game-style skit, as four likely lads were pulled up on stage to don top hats, carry canes and perform a soft shoe shuffle with Sir Bruce. It was natural comedy, amazing theatre and completely family-friendly. 

Before then, the 86-year-old 'entertainer' (as he labels himself) had given us Give Me The Simple Life, and a swift comedy version of Singing in the Rain.

The sign of a true master, it all seemed to have passed in a flash and on his return to the stage, he collected a fiver from band leader Dave Arch after winning a bet that we'd all be sitting there for more!

Sarah from Gloucester will look back on the night as the one when she was picked out of the audience to tango with Sir Bruce in the spotlight. Both looked to be enjoying their moment, even if Brucie was a little risque as she left the stage, pleased he'd made her day but admitting it was a pity he couldn't make her night...

Tales of how he met his beautiful wife Wilnelia, how he can't quite tap dance how he used to, that his golf handicap is way off the '9' it used to be – and memories of his beloved Sammy Davis Jr – were mixed with Can't Take My Eyes off You and I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face, his all-time romantic favourite.

He thrilled us with a half-hour question-and-answer session, before signing off with a simply beautiful solo piano finale. And then stayed on for over 90 minutes, thrilling fans by signing autographs at the stage door.

The Seekers: Nottingham Royal Concert Hall

A standing ovation before they'd even opened their mouths set the tone for the evening. It was touch and go if they'd squeeze any tunes in between the applause.

But we soon settled down to a feast of hits, memories, smiles and - let's face it - a concert to give goosebumps to anyone with a heart.

If someone ever sang Morningtown Ride as a lullaby when you were a babe in arms this Golden Jubilee event was an extension of that. It was one huge hug of a show, with reassuring harmonies from the boys and a perky vocal from singer Judith Durham.

Transporting us back to when every day was warm and sunny, the Australians reeled off hits including Georgy Girl, I’ll Never Find Another You, A World of our Own, and the wonderful Morningtown Ride. 

We could instantly feel the world becoming a safer, friendlier place once again as the band reached out - no longer the innocents setting out on their long journey of musical stardom but still retaining a freshness as their thoughts were set to music.

Their upbeat folky arrangements and melodies have not dated in those 50 years and the band are looking good. Athol Guy on bass and Keith Potger and Bruce Woodley on guitars kept things moving while Judith looks to have made an amazing recovery from a brain aneurysm a year ago. Her voice has not suffered in the slightest and the evening was a genuinely uplifting experience. Perhaps this reunion tour was imply meant to be.

Genuinely warm towards their audience, it was something of a 60s love-in – and with Judith, Bruce and Keith taking centre-stage for solo slots giving us the chance to show our appreciation.

These guys have sold 50 million records. On the strength of tonight’s show, it’s going to be a whole lot more as we raid the back-catalogue.

Anton Du Beke – Ballroom to Broadway, Royal Concert Hall

If you still had any energy left over from the Nottingham run of Strictly earlier in the week, Anton Du Beke's own stage show was a must for the diary.

Probably the nation's favourite ballroom dancer, Anton could even boast the voice of Strictly, Lance Ellington, among the special guests making this a stunning afternoon of razamatazz and sparkle to relish.

From curtain up we were treated to the sights and sounds from the big names of musical theatre including Cole Porter, George Gershwin and Andrew Lloyd Webber. 

The London Concert Orchestra, conducted by Richard Balcombe, added some genuine class to the show – the city's hottest ticket on a wet and blustery afternoon.

But the weather – and anything else for that matter – was quickly forgotten as we were transported far away to a world of sequins and fancy footwork thanks to the super-smooth steps traced out on stage. 

Anton's ballroom partner Faye Huddleston was accomplished throughout, but there was so much more than dancing, as he also led a couple of stand-up comedy-style sections of the show where we learned the secrets of his celebrity Strictly partners. Then we enjoyed the orchestra take centre-stage and also heard our host team up with Lance Ellington for some wonderful vocal duets. 

West End singing star Summer Strallen, fresh from hits such as Top Hat, Love Never Dies and The Sound of Music to her name, added to the atmosphere. 

Costume, choreography and instantly recognisable tunes played their part for a show which saw us singing along (quietly!) with the stars to the likes of Anything Goes and Begin the Beguine. 

Let's face The Music and Dance, Music of the Night and The Blue Danube Waltz were all perfectly executed for what was undoubtedly a mature audience – but the 3pm start was great news everyone who enjoys Anton Du Beke on TV and wanted to see him in the flesh.

The Snowman, Theatre Royal

There was only one question on the lips of the audience as the lights dimmed for this truly magical experience...

“Will he fly?”

And as James and his cool new friend gracefully left the ground we too were taken on a journey in this masterpiece of dance, drama and fantasy.

The Snowman truly is a tale of friendship and discovery as a young boy enjoys the trip of a lifetime packed with the colourful characters we're now so familiar with from television. 

The freedom of the stage, rather than being a constraint to the action, allows for so much more imagination and colour.

The first section set the scene for young James's home life, his discovery that the world outside his front door was white-over; building a snowman and making the amazing discovery that it could come to life.

This is the Birmingham Repertory Theatre's acclaimed production and with no dialogue, the story is beautifully told through music and movement. So we are treated to real musicians in the orchestra pit and what seems like a cast of dozens – although the programme assures us the actors are doubling up during the show. 

The opening night's child actor, Archie Durrant, is a fizzing ball of life with the many strings to his bow including dance, mime and acrobatics. But he looks very assured and comfortable, despite being centre stage for almost all of the hour and 20 minutes.

Aside from raising a laugh with his clever creation of the snowman, he sparks a kitchen scene of limbo-dancing fruit, plays a major role in the North Pole dance routines (with the big man in red there too) and helps defeat the naughty Jack Frost. The traditional toys in the playroom come to life in a most charming manner and it's all so easy to believe in.

The flying sequences (always magical in theatre) are gracefully done with child and snowman perfectly co-ordinated as they travel the globe.

There are some 60 costumes in the show, and it's said the 11 snowmen costumes take up more than 11 miles of white netting to create. The spectacular has more backstage crew than dancers, such is its complexity. 

Attention to detail is key, from the expressions on the performers' faces to the snowman's familiar hat and scarf. 

For all the world it's as though the actors have been plucked from the pages of the book and it's clear that 20 years of The Snowman on stage have honed the polite doff of the hat, the seamless scene changes, and energetic choreography that never lets up.

So does the tale end in the sadness of a lost friendship as the thaw sets in? There's only one way to find out... get along to enjoy the all-dancing festive conclusion!

Punt and Dennis, Nottingham Playhouse

This show felt catapulted direct from a Footlights revue as the boys reprised their trademark roles of Steve Punt as the straight man – with Hugh Dennis amusing the sell-out crowd with his knockabout approach.

It was for all the world a Radio 4-style audience in on this wet Friday night, and Punt and Dennis may have been surprised to see so much grey hair (or no hair) in their demographic.

But with radio's The Now Show their main satirical vehicle and Hugh Dennis involved in gentler televisual comedy pursuits, perhaps they come to expect that.

Clipboard-holding Steve ran through their carefully-chosen topics in time-honoured style as the perfect foil for Hugh's commentary. There was a plethora of digital television channels to describe, such as the curiously named ITV2+1 – surely that's just ITV3? A smattering of Jimmy Savile jokes “Half my act's gone”, says Hugh – while softly singing Tie a Yellow Ribbon Round the Old Yewtree.

Easier to identify with what people are overheard saying while shopping at Waitrose: “Do we need parmesan for both houses, darling?”, or how we're suckered into buying from the shopping channels when we get home tipsy.

The duo were here three years ago and while it's nice to enjoy some of their best-loved material again, there was a lingering feeling that too much of this current show was reworked.

We'd seen before Hugh asking us to laugh in the style of a pirate, or a Frenchman, and while World of Wine was a superb ending to the evening, it felt like another digital channel repeat.

Micky Flanagan, Capital FM Arena

Appearing at the Concert Hall earlier this year, this was Micky Flanagan's second visit to Nottingham in a single tour.

But he packed the place out and warmed to his themes with his East End swagger growing ever more lively and vociferous as the show progressed.

We've seen him on TV more and more over the past couple of years but he's restricted by that format and laps up the atmosphere created by a live stage act.

A late starter to comedy he's had a “real life” before becoming a performer and draws on this to tell his tales.

There are tales of his – and our – younger days which ring true with the middle aged members of the audience and educate anyone younger.

From the days when pet dogs weren't in charge, when instead of them ordering you to pick up their poo, old men used to come out of the pubs at night and kick them. When you could round up kids with a lit cigarette and when you used to see more old folk with warty faces.

Simple observations of a days gone by and a Britain we'll never return to. When his cooler schoolmates used to affect a pretend limp, when he used to stay up all night to see a fleeting shot of female breast in an old vampire film, or when he was sent to the corner shop to pick up his mum's over-sized sanitary products.

We learned of the tricks of the trade of being an adult married man. The difference between girls' nights in and boys' nights out.

Having two off-licences on the go: one for the trendy bottle of wine at 7.30pm and another who's more compliant for the 11.30pm old-school snifter. As Micky tells the shopkeeper: “I won't say anything about you splitting the multi-packs of beans if you don't say anything about my late night wine.”

He does a neat routine on the various drugs someone of his age might have had access to as an ordinary manual worker (he's over 50 now) – a trail of discovery that seems almost romantic now.

And even the tale of how 9/11 saved his relationship somehow rings true. A slick show, and the evening just flew by.

No support for Micky, though. He's got plenty to say himself, plenty of front and an uplifting, energetic delivery.

Jack and the Beanstalk, Nottingham Playhouse

It's so refreshing in these days of modern panto to enjoy a production with a proper principal boy and not one, but two gloriously colourful and over-the-top dames.

This proved an emotional night for veteran dame – and show writer – Kenneth Alan Taylor, back for one last season in costume. A string of thanks at the curtain call brought a tear to the old trouper's eye.

As Dame Daisy, Jack's mother, there's probably little need for a script as he effortlessly works the audience, teases the cast and brings the house down with ad-libs that must come so easily after 30 years in a string of acclaimed roles.

He is the catalyst that crafts this all-singing, all-dancing, costumed joke-fest into yet another classic. And a flamboyant new costume for every scene completes the package.

Many of the Playhouse cast are also popular regulars being welcomed back for their annual theatre beano, with the festive audience also clearly part of the show – even down to random shouts from children clearly getting carried away with the action on stage.

The tone for the evening is set by the superb dancing girls and a panto orchestra that defies its size by filling the auditorium with life. Their dual contribution to the big showpiece numbers is key: the musical set-pieces were among the highlights, from the cutesy giant dancing rabbits wowing everyone at the start to the hilarious What Does the Fox Say number near the end. And it was so good we got them to do it all over again!

The second dame treading the boards is the manic and memorable Anthony Hoggard, a familiar face in his sixth Playhouse panto. His double-acts with different cast-members has the audience in stitches as he plays his eccentric role as the Giant's wife totally for laughs.

Of course, that's what we're here for! John Elkington as the giant's lackey Slurp hams it up as the baddie and relishes the boos, hisses and soakings that come his way.

Even Giant Blunderbore manages to steal some of the fun as Daniel Hoffman-Gill makes the role his own with an interesting, unexpected twist to the tale which you'll appreciate.

Jack is played by thigh-slappingly earnest Rebecca Little in her 13^th production here. She teams up with her on-stage love interest Annie (Kelly Edwards) and Tim Frater as Danny, whose six-pack gets an outing in a scene especially for the ladies!

There's a superb effort on the scenery front this year with stonking sets that transport us into a world of make-believe, as well as some backdrops that will make you forget for a moment that you're in a theatre.

The children all loved a slapstick scene (which seemed a little crow-barred in) – but it's panto and the energetic community singing and getting the awe-struck little ones up on stage in time-honoured fashion more than made up for that.

Jack and the Beanstalk runs through until Saturday January 18 and will definitely be your last chance to soak yourself in the genius and fun that comes in the shape of Kenneth Alan Taylor. Oh yes it will – so book your tickets and find out what the fox says...

'Graffiti your growler' - Al Murray at Nottingham Playhouse

I'm not sure whether it says something about The Pub Landlord's fan base when the front row of his show is packed with bald-headed tradesmen, or if it says more about Nottingham.

Either way this dished up great fodder for Al Murray's comic creation, even if his newly-svelte figure (with hair and a beard) was a step away from what we were expecting.

The Pub Landlord invites us to laugh at ourselves and the wider world by offering up insular and misogynistic points of view.

A wordy monologue of the reasons behind the Euro-zone crisis showed his crystal clear understanding of the history and yet, no matter how convoluted his explanation, the rider “but of course, it's much more complicated than that” - is an argument winner every time.

To explain how women hold the balance of power in the relationship, he touched on vajazlle with the perfect turn of phrase “graffiti your growler”, while explaining he's in favour of gay marriage “because then they'll be as miserable as the rest of us”.

It wasn't as harsh or vulgar as it seems when committed to print. Everything was crafted to make a point. For instance, we have the fattest poor people in the world, he claims, while people are starving in Africa.

His wonderful working of the audience was interspersed with crystal-clear insights into politics, relationships and economics. The Pub Landlord likened our politicians to a bunch of interchangeable suits arguing over a gas bill, and suggested the answer to this country's problems was to be honest with your children. Tell them they can't sing.

But some of the set was a little quiet, perhaps a symptom of the act growing from a short stand-up into a two-hour show. Resorting to slapstick wasn't the best end to a thoughtful – if shouty – show. But we all headed home with a smile on our faces, perhaps to ponder our own shortcomings.

'Comedy Gold' from Stephen K Amos at Nottingham Playhouse

Often presenting himself on TV in a dapper suit, the south London boy turned up in Nottingham with jeans, T-shirt and trainers and immediately made himself at home by venturing into the audience to get to know them better.

It's part of the deal you just don't get on TV and one of this comedian's strengths. Remember how Monkhouse, Forsyth and even Barrymore work their audience? Stephen K Amos is right up there with them – inviting folk up on stage and warmly coaxing them to perform alongside him. 

As he says himself – 'comedy gold'! 

Thank goodness Hucknall English teacher James or student Danni didn't let him down... the biggest laughs were for the impromptu opening period where fast-thinking Stephen put his legal training to good use, getting the utmost out of the material they supplied him.

We loved the lady from Ball Street who had a phobia about tennis balls – and outrageously coiffeured poodles, our host conveniently confusing the two.

He's a good old-fashioned comic for the 21st Century who wouldn't be out of place if they resurrected the old TV favourite The Comedians, chuckling along to his own gags while the audience recover from their hysterics.

Oddly flanked by tombstones from the set of Richard III, he mused on why Afro hair and water should never mix, covered his Britishness, accents, his colour, growing up in south London and the trials and tribulations of life in general.

Such a shame the event comprised such an intimate audience. Nottingham was definitely missing out.