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MRS ARMITAGE ON WHEELS

★★★½

Purcell Room

MRS ARMITAGE ON WHEELS

Purcell Room

★★★½

“a visually inventive and musically robust production”

Adapting beloved children’s literature for the stage requires a delicate balance between honouring the source material and expanding its theatrical potential. Samantha Lane’s brand-new musical adaptation of Quentin Blake’s Mrs Armitage on Wheels—bringing the award-winning BBC Box of Treasures animated series to the stage—largely succeeds. It offers a visually rich, highly interactive 50-minute romp.

From the moment the audience enters the space, Ryan Dawson Laight’s beautiful set design establishes a vibrant, welcoming atmosphere. The show opens sharply as Mrs Armitage emerges from her cottage with an infectious, energetic greeting. The physical unfolding of this cottage is a masterstroke of scenic design, eliciting genuine gasps from the auditorium.

The production shines brightest in its clever use of puppetry and object theatre. Maia Kirkman-Richards’ puppetry design breathes incredible life into Breakspear the dog. The nuanced manipulation—making a simple tummy tickle feel profoundly real and touching—grounds the heightened reality of the play. As Mrs Armitage modifies her bicycle (adding horns, snack trays, umbrellas, a dog bed, and a sail), the visual comedy escalates. Breakspear’s hilarious evolution on stage—from jumping on a scooter to becoming a bouncing ball dog, and finally a balloon dog—is a brilliant stroke of physical humor that had children gleefully shouting “bike!” from their seats.

Furthermore, everyday objects are anthropomorphized to great effect. The delightfully absurd speaking mouth of a letter dynamically breaks up the action, revitalizing the room’s energy, while a singing football on the roof turns the mundane into pure, laugh-out-loud comedy.

Jessie Maryon Davies delivers a surprisingly large-scale musical landscape. The score feels genuinely theatrical, featuring complex vocal harmonies that elevate the material beyond standard children’s fare. The finale, “Let’s Celebrate,” is highly engaging, leaving kids enthusiastically debating the flavour of the beautiful prop cake (Chocolate? Peppermint?) long after the curtain falls.

Thematically, the constant upgrades to the bicycle brilliantly raise a classic philosophical question: does relentless progress actually help or hinder our original goals?

However, the production is not without its dramaturgical flaws. The episodic plot structure borders on being overly repetitive. While true to the picture book format, this cyclical repetition somewhat dampens the narrative momentum on stage, causing audience expectations to dip in the middle act.

Additionally, a noticeably long blackout disrupts the show’s otherwise bubbly pacing. If this was an intentional stylistic choice, it bred confusion rather than suspense; if it was merely a scene transition, it desperately needs tightening to maintain the young audience’s immersion.

Mrs Armitage on Wheels is a visually inventive and musically robust production. Despite a slightly repetitive narrative structure and a clunky transition, its heart, humour, and brilliant puppetry make it a delightfully freewheeling ride.



MRS ARMITAGE ON WHEELS

Purcell Room

Reviewed on 19th February 2026

by Portia Yuran Li

Photography by Dan Tsantilis


 

 

 

 

MRS ARMITAGE ON WHEELS

MRS ARMITAGE ON WHEELS

MRS ARMITAGE ON WHEELS

RIDE THE CYCLONE

★★★★

Southwark Playhouse Elephant

RIDE THE CYCLONE

Southwark Playhouse Elephant

★★★★

“You come away feeling slightly giddy, but feeling good”

With the proliferation of new musicals roller coasting into theatreland, you’d think it hard to find an original subject to base one around. Currently, there seem to be two ways to go; either you can dredge up an old, safe favourite or else take the quirky route and think outside the box. Jacob Richmond and Brooke Maxwell are obviously advocates of the latter. Six teenagers who die in a freak accident on a fairground ride is an unlikely starting point. A hard sell perhaps? “Ride the Cyclone” first appeared on the Canadian fringe in 2009, before heading Off-Broadway, via Chicago, a few years later. It has taken nearly ten years for it to cross the pond for its European premiere in London but, like those long, concertina queues we used to find ourselves in for the latest fairground attraction, it has been worth the wait.

The musical begins with a mysterious and headless girl circling the stage, singing a short song, dreaming of life. Cut to the even more mysterious ‘The Amazing Karnak’ (Edward Wu), a mechanical fortune teller, watching from on high. He is able to predict the exact moment and method of a person’s death. Even his own – which is very imminent, despite him already being in the afterlife (we can overlook this minor quibble) preparing himself to introduce the perished teenagers. Karnak has a game for them. Each will be given the chance to tell their story, in song, to win the chance to return to life. What follows is a cycle of song and monologue that occasionally baffles but always delights with its mix of absurdist humour, candid insight, bizarre ideas, emotional honesty and musical virtuosity. Irreverently frivolous one moment, genuinely heartfelt the next. Admittedly it borders on the saccharine at times, but the writers’ sharp knife always cuts through it in time.

Wu’s Karnak holds the fort like a camp and deadpan Greek God. First up is Ocean, played with real zest by Baylie Carson. Satirically self-important, she still manages to get the others’ backs up, especially best friend Constance (Robyn Gilbertson). We have to wait a while for Constance’s song – ‘Jawbreaker/Sugar Cloud’ – during which Gilbertson truly shines, revealing a deeper character than one who lost her virginity ‘just to get it out of the way’. A highlight of the show is ‘Noel’s Lament’, a gorgeous cabaret pastiche performed by Damon Gould with expert dancing and a velvet voice as he dreams of being a French prostitute. The eclectic quality of the musical numbers is demonstrated when Bartek Kraszewski’s Mischa brilliantly launches into a gangsta rap number complete with a flourish of breakdancing, while Grace Galloway’s headless girl lends her gorgeous operatic soprano to ‘The Ballad of Jane Doe’; a stunning waltz number that induces goosebumps. Then there is Ricky, whose dream of becoming an intergalactic saviour of sexy cat women (don’t ask) is brought to life in song; stunningly performed by Jack Maverick.

Director Lizzi Gee amazingly manages to bring cohesion to this disparate and totally bizarre concoction of life stories. Her choreography is meticulous, adapting itself to each and every genre and musical style seamlessly. There are moments when the inter-song monologues outstay their welcome, but the overall ride still remains on the peaks rather than the troughs. Musical Director Ben McQuigg’s five-piece band mixes power with clarity, and embraces the variety of the repertoire with panache. Every cast member has the vocal, movement and acting skills to tackle the material, making this eccentric show appear to be the most natural and obvious idea for a musical imaginable.

It is a thrilling ride, one which has that sense of danger even though you want to laugh out loud, right up to its upbeat finale. You come away feeling slightly giddy, but feeling good. Against all better judgement you find yourself wanting to join the queue again for another go.

 



RIDE THE CYCLONE

Southwark Playhouse Elephant

Reviewed on 19th November 2025

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Danny Kaan


 

Recently reviewed at Southwark Playhouse venues:

GWENDA’S GARAGE | ★★★ | November 2025
WYLD WOMAN: THE LEGEND OF SHY GIRL | ★★★★ | October 2025
HOT MESS | ★★★★★ | October 2025
LIFERS | ★★★ | October 2025
THE CHAOS THAT HAS BEEN AND WILL NO DOUBT RETURN | ★★★★★ | September 2025
THE ANIMATOR | ★★★ | August 2025
BRIXTON CALLING | ★★★★ | July 2025
THE WHITE CHIP | ★★★★ | July 2025
WHO IS CLAUDE CAHUN? | ★★ | June 2025
THIS IS MY FAMILY | ★★½ | May 2025

 

 

RIDE THE CYCLONE

RIDE THE CYCLONE

RIDE THE CYCLONE