Joan Littlewood has a lot to answer for – but Fings Ain’t With They Used T’Be’ makes up for it

Joan Littlewood’s greatest disservice to the theatre was to champion ‘the right to fail’, which encouraged writers and directors to inflict a thousand shades of bilge on play-goers for many decades. But she deserves a place in the pantheon for an inspired decision taken in 1959. Offered a new play about Soho’s underworld, written by the ex-con Frank Norman, she invited a young pop composer to turn it into a larky musical. Fings Ain’t Wot They Used T’Be opened at Littlewood’s East End lair and transferred to the Garrick where it ran for nearly 900 performances. The young composer was Lionel Bart.

Reborn at its original venue, this fantastic production reveals Bart’s musical inventiveness as it ascends towards the sublime heights it reached in his masterpiece Oliver! The opening feels similar. A homeless innocent, adopted by charming London scoundrels, is drawn into a life of criminality. The drama is underpinned by the social realities of the 1950s.