I LIKE neither Dennis Potter nor adults playing children, so I was a little doubtful about going to see this play.

However, I need not have worried as WTC have scored another triumph with this, a departure from their normal farces and thrillers.

The play tells of a summer afternoon in WWII, and how seven seven-year-olds spend their time.

By turns funny, poignant and sad, we are taken on a journey from scrumpling apples and climbing trees to the uncomfortable issues of a father missing in action and domestic violence.

A true ensemble piece, it would be unfair to single out any one performance as there was not a weak member in the cast.

However, mention must go to Tony Lacey and his outstanding direction, which cleverly transported the characters from the innocence of childhood to facing the sudden and brutal consequences of their actions.

Abby Stonehall