So often I wanted to be in the heads of the girls and boys around me, because the whirling of the ice skaters, the playing of the jugglers, the choreography, the scenery, the projected backdrops, the fog, the costumery would have been even more overwhelming. But still, having enjoyed last year's production by the same touring crew of Beauty and the Beast, I knew to expect a dazzling triumph of skating mastery, clever dialogue and lyrics and majestic imagery. If anything, this show exceeded last year's.

It all ended with a song dedicated to letting our imagination fly, the way Peter Pan and Tinkerbell did with Wendy. With the assistance of the Fairytales on Ice skaters, this did not take much effort for the kids of all ages in Hempstead Hall Friday night.