Dear Diary

This is the tale of Melody Singer, a hopeless romantic who reads to the audience extracts from her diary from when she was a young woman.
The tale itself is nothing special, a young woman envious of her friends’ relations, she is desperate to fall in love and her dreams come true when she meets a flamboyant interior designer. Surely the rest can be easily guessed.
While the story is fairly uneventful there are some gentle laughs to be had as she paints a nostalgic time of innocence and chivalry. It’s just a shame that Cheryl Anne Easton delivers her narration in an amateur fashion, all high voice and simpering tone, and her show bares more than a passing resemblance to that of a parent reading their child a bedroom story.
It is only when she stops the story and begins to sing several golden oldies such as, Judy Garland’s ‘The Trolley Song’ and ‘Wonderful You’ that the audience begin to sit up and take notice. This woman’s voice is incredible and, armed only with a little CD player by her side, delivers tender, note-perfect songs that would put many a recording artist to shame.
This is the perfect show for those who like a nice, inoffensive story but anyone of a younger age with be craving something a little more exciting.

3/5

Martin Miller