This British trio were quite literally all bells and whistles as they performed songs from the 20s, 30s and 40s.

Armed with two ukuleles, a variety of bells and an assortment of weird and wonderful instruments, the Hot Potato Syncopators certainly know how to put on a show.

Despite not being your typical band, as they performed pre-First World War songs, the Hot Potato Syncopators did not disappoint.

Their energetic and upbeat set was sure to put a smile on anyone’s face. Even the audience participation didn’t seem to put anyone off.

Their crowd singalong to Run Rabbit seemed to be one of the audience’s favourites.

The grand finale got everyone cheering as the threesome launched an abundance of paper aeroplanes over the audience during their rendition of Dam Busters.

If that wasn’t enough, the entertainers came out and performed one final song to bid us goodbye (and to convince us to buy their CDs).

The Canterbury Festival Spiegeltent set the scene for the evening.

The 850 mirrored panels opened up the space and reflected the brightly-coloured lights around the room.

The tent had that slightly dated smell to it that, to me, wreaked of show business back in the day.

The sparkling backdrop and dazzling lights set the stage for a great night of family fun.

The three gentlemen, dressed in bow ties and penguin tail jackets, all played their own part in making the show one of a kind.

Frontman The Duke of Nostalgia sported a rather dashing monocle and a red sash.

While doing his fair share of speedy singing, he still let Maris Piper and Dennis Teeth take their share of the limelight.

Piper played a tea chest bass for the majority of the show but brought out an array of wacky items including a tin teapot, whistles and a diverse range of bells.

Teeth sat at the front and gaily strummed his ukulele for most of the show and every once in a while, he got out a saw and played it with a violin bow.

The combination of these and the creative gags made the show something that you won’t forget. The joy that they brought was obvious as to why the ensemble were a crowd favourite.

Molly Robjant, part of the Canterbury Festival young critics scheme