THE HALF a dozen people sat next to me at Altrincham Garrick's performance of Follies (righ) didn't return for act two.

This leads me to the conclusion that some people don't know a good thing when they see it.

Sondheim's show may be as slushy and escapist as a romantic novel but in these gloomy times, a little escapism isn't a bad thing.

A doomed theatre is the setting for a reunion of entertainers from the old school. Former showgirl Sally is still holding a candle for the unhappy Ben, even though she's married to Buddy.

But it's a stagnant union and Buddy's high flying values simply leave her cold. As the party progresses, Sally and Ben become entwined in each other's arms.

It's essential when performing Sondheim that you have a strong cast and if Anne Robinson was in the audience, she'd be hard pressed to find the "weakest link" here.

Another huge selling point of this production is Susan Spavin's choreography that certainly wouldn't look out of place on the professional stage.

If you can't get a ticket for Follies I suggest you chat up somebody who's lucky enough to have one or stand outside and listen.

As for those who departed early, you don't know what you missed.

l Until Saturday.