I remember about 30 years ago going to see a version of "The Good Old Days" at the Theatre Royal in Newcastle, starring the late Bobby Thompson, known probably only to those from the North-East. Apart from him, the rest of the acts were so bad that they were positively good. I shall never forget the guy who took the role of Leonards Sachs whose make-up was so OTT that he looked as if he had just emerged from a bath of embalming fluid, nor the poor girl in the line of dancing girls twirling their ribbons, whose ribbon snapped and was left twirling a stick for 3 minutes.